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 Dominica and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ 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 The Gun Club to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Crispy Ambulance,
Junior Murvin,
E-Dancer,
a-ha,
Magazine,
Nick Fraelich,
The Stooges,
Pere Ubu,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Lydon,
Hoover,
Jeff Lynne,
Ice-T,
Newcleus,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
John Cale,
Sandy B,
The Litter,
The Dave Clark Five,
Public Enemy,
Flipper,
Ohio Players,
Gang Starr,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sound Behaviour,
Bad Manners,
Scratch Acid,
Black Flag,
Al Stewart,
Theoretical Girls,
the Human League,
Dead Boys,
Skarface,
Faraquet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Walker Brothers,
Oblivians,
The Buckinghams,
Fatback Band,
The Leaves,
Vainqueur,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Normal,
Bobby Womack,
Underground Resistance,
The Fuzztones,
The Martian,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dark Day,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Q65,
Marcia Griffiths,
Laurel Aitken,
Arthur Verocai,
The Sonics,
Japan,
Make Up,
Dual Sessions,
OOIOO,
Byron Stingily,
Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano, Chris Corsano.
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.