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 Macedonia and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Michael McDonald 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 Magma to the funk 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Ossler,
Arthur Verocai,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Deadbeat,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ituana,
Barclay James Harvest,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
David Bowie,
Morten Harket,
Bobby Byrd,
The Dave Clark Five,
Negative Approach,
The Index,
The Star Department,
Bang On A Can,
The Vogues,
Dennis Brown,
Chris Corsano,
Pole,
Bauhaus,
Bronski Beat,
Hoover,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Moon,
Inner City,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Suicide,
Parry Music,
Godley & Creme,
Soul II Soul,
Country Teasers,
Aloha Tigers,
Gichy Dan,
Jerry's Kids,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Fuzztones,
H. Thieme,
Lalo Schifrin,
Silicon Teens,
The Busters,
Pussy Galore,
Neu!,
Mr. Review,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sexual Harrassment,
Minnie Riperton,
The Velvet Underground,
Grey Daturas,
Au Pairs,
The Five Americans,
Shuggie Otis,
Rites of Spring,
Joy Division,
Quantec,
Crispian St. Peters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rotary Connection,
EPMD,
The Dirtbombs,
The Gap Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.