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 Ethiopia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 harpsichord 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 ABBA to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
The Happenings,
Sex Pistols,
Gichy Dan,
Bill Wells,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Seeds,
The Last Poets,
Pantaleimon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Underground Resistance,
Kenny Larkin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Index,
Bootsy Collins,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scott Walker,
B.T. Express,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
David Axelrod,
Zero Boys,
Dave Gahan,
Essential Logic,
Niagra,
Television,
Kurtis Blow,
Cal Tjader,
Erasure,
Kevin Saunderson,
Max Romeo,
Colin Newman,
Babytalk,
The Trojans,
the Normal,
Soulsonic Force,
Mission of Burma,
Ponytail,
Bauhaus,
Groovy Waters,
The Associates,
Second Layer,
Vladislav Delay,
Roger Hodgson,
Q and Not U,
Zapp,
Man Parrish,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sister Nancy,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Human League,
L. Decosne,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The New Christs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Susan Cadogan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Magma,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.