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 Guinea and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the techno 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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
Archie Shepp,
Aural Exciters,
Shoche,
Hardrive,
Theoretical Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cal Tjader,
China Crisis,
Ohio Players,
Man Parrish,
Gong,
The Busters,
Crime,
The Martian,
K-Klass,
Intrusion,
The Birthday Party,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Alison Limerick,
Alphaville,
Little Man,
Ice-T,
Monks,
Thee Headcoats,
Barclay James Harvest,
10cc,
Inner City,
Khruangbin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Offenders,
Clear Light,
Eric Copeland,
Japan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Yusef Lateef,
Ituana,
The Cure,
Alton Ellis,
Roxy Music,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
X-101,
Junior Murvin,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Reuben Wilson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Morten Harket,
The Misunderstood,
Public Enemy,
The Music Machine,
Eve St. Jones,
Tears for Fears,
The Last Poets,
The Fortunes,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Gladiators,
Ronan,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.