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 Guinea and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tears for Fears to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
Ponytail,
Henry Cow,
Echospace,
Darondo,
The Smoke,
Trumans Water,
The Star Department,
Black Sheep,
KRS-One,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Reagan Youth,
Intrusion,
Delon & Dalcan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marmalade,
The Five Americans,
Underground Resistance,
Amazonics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Residents,
Ten City,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Grey Daturas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jimmy McGriff,
It's A Beautiful Day,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lebanon Hanover,
B.T. Express,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gap Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
DJ Style,
The Standells,
Kevin Saunderson,
Excepter,
La Düsseldorf,
The Remains,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mo-Dettes,
E-Dancer,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Searchers,
The Grass Roots,
the Sonics,
Roger Hodgson,
the Normal,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Symarip,
Infiniti,
Crooked Eye,
Isaac Hayes,
The Real Kids,
Cheater Slicks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rhythm & Sound,
Delta 5,
Jerry's Kids,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.