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 Ghana and from Bremen.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ 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 Charles Mingus to the electroclash 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kevin Saunderson,
Darondo,
Wally Richardson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tim Buckley,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Colin Newman,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ronan,
Janne Schatter,
Radio Birdman,
Bobby Womack,
Johnny Osbourne,
Slave,
Mars,
The Buckinghams,
Newcleus,
Blake Baxter,
Ossler,
The Misunderstood,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Thee Headcoats,
Bad Manners,
Rufus Thomas,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cheater Slicks,
Wings,
The Happenings,
Patti Smith,
A Certain Ratio,
X-101,
Fat Boys,
Intrusion,
Terry Callier,
Letta Mbulu,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Fall,
Y Pants,
Scientists,
Marc Almond,
The Zeros,
Young Marble Giants,
The Standells,
Desert Stars,
the Bar-Kays,
The Velvet Underground,
The J.B.'s,
John Foxx,
CMW,
Television,
Quantec,
Roger Hodgson,
KRS-One,
Moss Icon,
New Order,
Urselle,
Youth Brigade,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.