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 Saudi Arabia and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Doors to the rap 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Shuggie Otis,
The Moleskins,
Tropical Tobacco,
K-Klass,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eve St. Jones,
The Sound,
Stereo Dub,
Drive Like Jehu,
Electric Prunes,
Brass Construction,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Michelle Simonal,
Subhumans,
Quantec,
Moebius,
the Bar-Kays,
Sun City Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalann,
Sparks,
The Monks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moby Grape,
Television,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Adolescents,
The Young Rascals,
DNA,
the Human League,
The Dirtbombs,
ABBA,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ken Boothe,
Faraquet,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
UT,
the Soft Cell,
Y Pants,
China Crisis,
Marine Girls,
The Durutti Column,
Avey Tare,
The Music Machine,
Flash Fearless,
Echospace,
FM Einheit,
Average White Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
R.M.O.,
Darondo,
The Fugs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Skarface,
Neil Young,
World's Most,
Black Sheep,
Grauzone,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.