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 Germany and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Inner City to the punk 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 The Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Loose Ends,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bob Dylan,
Lou Reed,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sugar Minott,
Erasure,
B.T. Express,
One Last Wish,
The Divine Comedy,
Groovy Waters,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bad Manners,
Porter Ricks,
Reuben Wilson,
Cymande,
Bobby Womack,
Fear,
Circle Jerks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Remains,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Tomorrow,
Scan 7,
Public Image Ltd.,
A Certain Ratio,
Inner City,
The Trojans,
Peter and Kerry,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Fall,
Subhumans,
Hasil Adkins,
Jimmy McGriff,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
UT,
Rotary Connection,
Maleditus Sound,
Robert Hood,
The Cure,
Black Sheep,
Mars,
8 Eyed Spy,
Parry Music,
Oneida,
Yazoo,
Laurel Aitken,
Traffic Nightmare,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Stockholm Monsters,
Guru Guru,
the Normal,
Unrelated Segments,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.