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 Zambia and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jeff Lynne to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
U.S. Maple,
The Gories,
Easy Going,
the Fania All-Stars,
Excepter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Hashim,
Johnny Clarke,
Chris Corsano,
DNA,
Nick Fraelich,
Grandmaster Flash,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eve St. Jones,
The Birthday Party,
the Normal,
Piero Umiliani,
Kerri Chandler,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Dead C,
Bobby Sherman,
The Neon Judgement,
Oneida,
The Music Machine,
Scratch Acid,
Unwound,
The Wake,
Desert Stars,
Toni Rubio,
Spoonie Gee,
The Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Reuben Wilson,
Dennis Brown,
Crooked Eye,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Reed,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nico,
a-ha,
Magazine,
The Doors,
Anakelly,
The Cramps,
Michelle Simonal,
John Foxx,
Goldenarms,
Basic Channel,
Swell Maps,
Oblivians,
Prince Buster,
Rapeman,
Erykah Badu,
PIL,
Country Teasers,
Eric B and Rakim,
This Heat,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.