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 Belize and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro 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 The Detroit Cobras to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Metal Thangz,
Stiv Bators,
Steve Hackett,
Sonic Youth,
Television Personalities,
Newcleus,
Pagans,
Bootsy Collins,
Skarface,
Susan Cadogan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Infiniti,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Erasure,
Clear Light,
Stereo Dub,
Curtis Mayfield,
Average White Band,
Livin' Joy,
Davy DMX,
Negative Approach,
Groovy Waters,
Mark Hollis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Duran Duran,
Pharoah Sanders,
Piero Umiliani,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Faraquet,
Toni Rubio,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Busters,
Harmonia,
Lou Christie,
Bronski Beat,
The Techniques,
Icehouse,
Dennis Brown,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eurythmics,
R.M.O.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultravox,
The Pretty Things,
Intrusion,
Man Eating Sloth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dawn Penn,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cymande,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Juan Atkins,
Buzzcocks,
Joyce Sims,
Mad Mike,
Lou Reed,
The Black Dice,
CMW,
The Doors,
Angry Samoans,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.