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 Argentina and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Quando Quango to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Crash Course in Science,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Martian,
The Index,
The Monochrome Set,
The Red Krayola,
Erykah Badu,
Cameo,
Arcadia,
The Blackbyrds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sam Rivers,
T. Rex,
Fela Kuti,
The Durutti Column,
Barry Ungar,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Essential Logic,
The Stooges,
Pere Ubu,
Sight & Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
The Knickerbockers,
Accadde A,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
KRS-One,
Swell Maps,
Eve St. Jones,
Piero Umiliani,
Lower 48,
Bronski Beat,
One Last Wish,
Scott Walker,
the Bar-Kays,
The Offenders,
Darondo,
The Moleskins,
Index,
Matthew Bourne,
Yaz,
ABC,
Aural Exciters,
Average White Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Human League,
Eurythmics,
Pantaleimon,
Clear Light,
Marshall Jefferson,
Susan Cadogan,
Mark Hollis,
Alice Coltrane,
John Foxx,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Judy Mowatt,
R.M.O.,
Reagan Youth,
Mission of Burma,
Jesper Dahlback,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.