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 Gambia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
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 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 Ronnie Foster to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Howard Jones,
The Neon Judgement,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dead Boys,
Sun Ra,
X-102,
The Move,
Echospace,
The Monks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Chris & Cosey,
Quando Quango,
Sonic Youth,
The Names,
Buzzcocks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rosa Yemen,
Freddie Wadling,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yaz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Donny Hathaway,
Arab on Radar,
Eurythmics,
Boogie Down Productions,
Symarip,
David McCallum,
Zero Boys,
Soft Cell,
Drexciya,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang Green,
the Human League,
The Modern Lovers,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Spoonie Gee,
Gil Scott Heron,
Intrusion,
Roxette,
Marine Girls,
Rekid,
Pantytec,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Qualms,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Litter,
F. McDonald,
Shuggie Otis,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wolf Eyes,
Model 500,
La Düsseldorf,
The Count Five,
Jimmy McGriff,
Carl Craig,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.