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 Kiribati and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Soft Cell to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cameo,
The Fugs,
The Electric Prunes,
Eric B and Rakim,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Carl Craig,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
EPMD,
Deakin,
Index,
Soft Cell,
Spoonie Gee,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
New Order,
The Evens,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Robert Hood,
The Durutti Column,
The Busters,
Whodini,
Soulsonic Force,
UT,
Rotary Connection,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marine Girls,
Procol Harum,
Todd Terry,
Wally Richardson,
Josef K,
Crispy Ambulance,
T.S.O.L.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Bananas,
Blake Baxter,
Wire,
Amazonics,
Tommy Roe,
Mars,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sixth Finger,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Can,
Archie Shepp,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Johnny Clarke,
Warren Ellis,
Bizarre Inc.,
Quantec,
Buzzcocks,
Pantytec,
Lightning Bolt,
Dawn Penn,
Joensuu 1685,
Moss Icon,
Pole,
Pagans,
The Raincoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.