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 Manila.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Crooked Eye to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kaleidoscope,
The Divine Comedy,
Schoolly D,
Faraquet,
Marc Almond,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Sherman,
The Gladiators,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Liliput,
Steve Hackett,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Section 25,
Anthony Braxton,
Wolf Eyes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Electric Prunes,
Goldenarms,
Das Ding,
The Move,
LL Cool J,
Franke,
Sun Ra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Todd Terry,
This Heat,
The Fall,
Moss Icon,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Shadows of Knight,
Inner City,
Skriet,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nik Kershaw,
Joensuu 1685,
Cymande,
Fatback Band,
Lindisfarne,
Subhumans,
Skarface,
DJ Sneak,
Pharoah Sanders,
Johnny Clarke,
Sällskapet,
Agent Orange,
La Düsseldorf,
Brothers Johnson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sonic Youth,
the Soft Cell,
Boogie Down Productions,
Darondo,
Tears for Fears,
Wire,
The Dave Clark Five,
Girls At Our Best!,
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.