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 Spain and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro 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 Alphaville to the rock 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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
The Tremeloes,
Eddi Front,
The Standells,
Pole,
Sixth Finger,
The J.B.'s,
OOIOO,
Crash Course in Science,
Dawn Penn,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Stooges,
Freddie Wadling,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cal Tjader,
The Angels of Light,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
New York Dolls,
Quadrant,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Blackbyrds,
Television Personalities,
The Skatalites,
Y Pants,
The Victims,
Scratch Acid,
Lalann,
Altered Images,
The Names,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The United States of America,
Tears for Fears,
Lungfish,
Bob Dylan,
Piero Umiliani,
Slave,
X-Ray Spex,
Sam Rivers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lebanon Hanover,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Wake,
Letta Mbulu,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Bananas,
the Slits,
The Motions,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Main Source,
Soul II Soul,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scientists,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Misunderstood,
Lightning Bolt,
John Holt,
These Immortal Souls,
Skaos,
Soft Cell,
Mission of Burma,
Ten City,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tres Demented,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.