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 Mongolia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Bill Wells to the rap 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sun Ra,
One Last Wish,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lower 48,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Television Personalities,
The Barracudas,
Crime,
Toni Rubio,
Fear,
Cameo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Cowsills,
Dead Boys,
Monks,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joey Negro,
Hardrive,
The Remains,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kaleidoscope,
The Happenings,
The Index,
Clear Light,
Severed Heads,
Sonny Sharrock,
Zero Boys,
Skriet,
Freddie Wadling,
Audionom,
Kerri Chandler,
Matthew Bourne,
David Axelrod,
Monolake,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nico,
Maleditus Sound,
Pere Ubu,
Wire,
Aswad,
Skarface,
John Coltrane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Anakelly,
Black Pus,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Vogues,
Robert Wyatt,
Lightning Bolt,
Michelle Simonal,
Bizarre Inc.,
Albert Ayler,
Public Enemy,
Girls At Our Best!,
La Düsseldorf,
Harpers Bizarre,
Deepchord,
Al Stewart,
Barbara Tucker,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.