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 Mauritania and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 snare 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 The Leaves to the disco 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Spandau Ballet,
Television Personalities,
Rotary Connection,
Brass Construction,
Prince Buster,
Kaleidoscope,
Max Romeo,
Tears for Fears,
Jeff Mills,
Kenny Larkin,
the Fania All-Stars,
Wire,
Fluxion,
This Heat,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Grandmaster Flash,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Dead C,
Susan Cadogan,
FM Einheit,
Kayak,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Cure,
The Names,
Clear Light,
Vainqueur,
Donny Hathaway,
Marcia Griffiths,
Absolute Body Control,
Camberwell Now,
Funky Four + One,
UT,
Roxy Music,
Don Cherry,
Blossom Toes,
Sandy B,
Oblivians,
The Slits,
Sex Pistols,
Erykah Badu,
Ultra Naté,
Mars,
Easy Going,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lyres,
Laurel Aitken,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Charles Mingus,
Trumans Water,
Yusef Lateef,
Rekid,
Steve Hackett,
Mad Mike,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cameo,
LL Cool J,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.