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 Egypt and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar 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 Scientists to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ralphi Rosario,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Black Moon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Loose Ends,
Nick Fraelich,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fortunes,
Sarah Menescal,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nas,
Alton Ellis,
Lower 48,
L. Decosne,
Lakeside,
The Golliwogs,
Camberwell Now,
The Associates,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scrapy,
The Sound,
Maleditus Sound,
Silicon Teens,
Tomorrow,
Jimmy McGriff,
Brothers Johnson,
The Star Department,
Alison Limerick,
Index,
Morten Harket,
Peter and Kerry,
Crooked Eye,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kaleidoscope,
The Music Machine,
Cheater Slicks,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dave Gahan,
T.S.O.L.,
Andrew Hill,
U.S. Maple,
Marshall Jefferson,
Unwound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Moody Blues,
This Heat,
The Vogues,
Ten City,
Michelle Simonal,
Laurel Aitken,
Massinfluence,
Masters at Work,
Crash Course in Science,
Soul II Soul,
The Move,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.