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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Matthew Halsall to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
Eric Dolphy,
Cymande,
Leonard Cohen,
Jeff Lynne,
Cameo,
Oblivians,
Letta Mbulu,
Michelle Simonal,
Kerri Chandler,
New Age Steppers,
The Moleskins,
The Pretty Things,
Circle Jerks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Velvet Underground,
Q65,
Bang On A Can,
Lalann,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quadrant,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Gun Club,
Grey Daturas,
Tubeway Army,
Pole,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Faust,
Arthur Verocai,
The Happenings,
Erasure,
Mr. Review,
The Mojo Men,
The J.B.'s,
New York Dolls,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang Starr,
The Smoke,
Junior Murvin,
Gichy Dan,
Nils Olav,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sällskapet,
The Divine Comedy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gap Band,
Arab on Radar,
The Techniques,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Kinks,
Wasted Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joe Finger,
Neil Young,
Agitation Free,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Fugs,
Scratch Acid,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.