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 Moldova and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar 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 Royal Family And The Poor to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Marshall Jefferson,
Flipper,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Associates,
Rakim,
The Pretty Things,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soul II Soul,
The Sound,
Adolescents,
Dual Sessions,
The Buckinghams,
Hoover,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bad Manners,
Kurtis Blow,
Simply Red,
The Birthday Party,
Amazonics,
Masters at Work,
Kas Product,
Gabor Szabo,
The Knickerbockers,
the Bar-Kays,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Blancmange,
Terry Callier,
June Days,
Fear,
Graham Central Station,
Scan 7,
John Coltrane,
Siglo XX,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bang On A Can,
Hardrive,
Slick Rick,
Essential Logic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gichy Dan,
The Music Machine,
Moss Icon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Moleskins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Last Poets,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marc Almond,
Wings,
Royal Trux,
Glenn Branca,
H. Thieme,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nick Fraelich,
Byron Stingily,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cameo,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.