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 the UAE and from Halifax.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ohio Players to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Sun City Girls,
The Residents,
the Germs,
Deadbeat,
Goldenarms,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Offenders,
Arab on Radar,
Vainqueur,
Popol Vuh,
Dave Gahan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Yellowson,
Nils Olav,
Funky Four + One,
Liliput,
The Fortunes,
The Busters,
Matthew Halsall,
Jeff Lynne,
Animal Collective,
Wings,
The Sonics,
Unwound,
Ludus,
Rufus Thomas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sarah Menescal,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Stooges,
10cc,
Youth Brigade,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sällskapet,
Mad Mike,
The Grass Roots,
Infiniti,
Al Stewart,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ten City,
LL Cool J,
Eden Ahbez,
Angry Samoans,
Stetsasonic,
Altered Images,
Michelle Simonal,
Scan 7,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Blues Magoos,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dennis Brown,
Massinfluence,
John Lydon,
Thee Headcoats,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Junior Murvin,
Pole,
The Neon Judgement,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.