Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Pakistan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Wally Richardson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Whodini record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Vogues,
Ultimate Spinach,
Toni Rubio,
A Certain Ratio,
Rites of Spring,
Joe Smooth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camberwell Now,
Lindisfarne,
Blancmange,
Sister Nancy,
Chrome,
Public Enemy,
Max Romeo,
Cymande,
The Wake,
The Sound,
Hoover,
Brand Nubian,
kango's stein massive,
Bronski Beat,
Tres Demented,
New York Dolls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rapeman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Banda Bassotti,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ohio Players,
Drive Like Jehu,
Crispy Ambulance,
Crime,
Warren Ellis,
Lalann,
Nik Kershaw,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tomorrow,
The Motions,
Junior Murvin,
The Blues Magoos,
Ken Boothe,
The Star Department,
Fugazi,
Section 25,
Jeff Lynne,
Mission of Burma,
Pierre Henry,
Derrick May,
The Gun Club,
Scan 7,
Bizarre Inc.,
Hashim,
The Detroit Cobras,
F. McDonald,
Schoolly D,
Boz Scaggs,
The Offenders,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.