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 Peru and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the dance 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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Girls At Our Best!,
Technova,
X-102,
Drive Like Jehu,
Glambeats Corp.,
Yusef Lateef,
Howard Jones,
Bobby Womack,
Jeff Lynne,
Barry Ungar,
Danielle Patucci,
F. McDonald,
The American Breed,
Fugazi,
Robert Wyatt,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Average White Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
ABBA,
Dual Sessions,
Vladislav Delay,
The Neon Judgement,
Gang Starr,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Idris Muhammad,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Alton Ellis,
Underground Resistance,
Brand Nubian,
Blossom Toes,
Pulsallama,
David McCallum,
Quando Quango,
Ice-T,
Crispy Ambulance,
Darondo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bauhaus,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alice Coltrane,
Con Funk Shun,
the Germs,
The Remains,
Au Pairs,
Sandy B,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Michelle Simonal,
Freddie Wadling,
Groovy Waters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joey Negro,
Nico,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Can,
Hardrive,
The Sonics,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sonny Sharrock,
Yellowson,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.