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 Venezuela and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the linndrum 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 the Association 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Radiohead,
Grauzone,
Gong,
The Red Krayola,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harpers Bizarre,
New Order,
Anakelly,
Ponytail,
The Mojo Men,
Ohio Players,
Max Romeo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Davy DMX,
Pulsallama,
Duran Duran,
The Toasters,
The Trojans,
Crime,
Porter Ricks,
Symarip,
Sugar Minott,
Brothers Johnson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
John Holt,
Jacob Miller,
Jerry's Kids,
Alison Limerick,
Massinfluence,
Roy Ayers,
Little Man,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bauhaus,
Ludus,
the Soft Cell,
Scan 7,
Altered Images,
Barrington Levy,
Todd Rundgren,
Hot Snakes,
The Dead C,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Pop Group,
Thompson Twins,
James White and The Blacks,
Flash Fearless,
UT,
Slick Rick,
Deepchord,
X-102,
Todd Terry,
Cameo,
OOIOO,
Wire,
Monks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Terry Callier,
David Bowie,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.