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 Portugal and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
a-ha,
Eve St. Jones,
Amazonics,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Motorama,
The Gap Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Index,
H. Thieme,
Ronan,
New York Dolls,
Stetsasonic,
LL Cool J,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
MC5,
Wasted Youth,
The Barracudas,
Leonard Cohen,
Urselle,
Johnny Osbourne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Moleskins,
Donny Hathaway,
Desert Stars,
Eurythmics,
Byron Stingily,
FM Einheit,
Negative Approach,
Anakelly,
Stockholm Monsters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Saints,
Kerri Chandler,
Sandy B,
Bobby Womack,
Siglo XX,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nico,
Dave Gahan,
The Remains,
Kayak,
T. Rex,
Faraquet,
Ponytail,
Warren Ellis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hasil Adkins,
Tomorrow,
Duran Duran,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Y Pants,
Connie Case,
The Index,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hot Snakes,
Severed Heads,
Eric Copeland,
Minnie Riperton,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.