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 Singapore and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Amon Düül to the crunk 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Ken Boothe,
Adolescents,
Crooked Eye,
Lee Hazlewood,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chris Corsano,
Fad Gadget,
Thompson Twins,
The Wake,
Liliput,
Janne Schatter,
Barrington Levy,
David McCallum,
Nirvana,
Camberwell Now,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tears for Fears,
Crash Course in Science,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camouflage,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Glenn Branca,
The Invisible,
10cc,
Nation of Ulysses,
Audionom,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Reuben Wilson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Icehouse,
Boz Scaggs,
Kayak,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Half Japanese,
Stetsasonic,
The Moody Blues,
Tomorrow,
Unwound,
The Music Machine,
Aswad,
Prince Buster,
Moss Icon,
Echospace,
Susan Cadogan,
Japan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Inner City,
Subhumans,
Depeche Mode,
Eden Ahbez,
LL Cool J,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Darondo,
Fluxion,
Fat Boys,
H. Thieme,
The Victims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Sonics,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.