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 Argentina and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Harmonia to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
New York Dolls,
Oblivians,
Sugar Minott,
Warsaw,
Flash Fearless,
Massinfluence,
Mr. Review,
Deakin,
Minnie Riperton,
Quadrant,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Trumans Water,
Danielle Patucci,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gang of Four,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Barracudas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Byron Stingily,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wally Richardson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Albert Ayler,
La Düsseldorf,
Section 25,
The Sound,
The Selecter,
The Gap Band,
Roy Ayers,
June of 44,
Wasted Youth,
The Move,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Thee Headcoats,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Cale,
D'Angelo,
Fugazi,
Isaac Hayes,
Sam Rivers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Au Pairs,
Soulsonic Force,
The Gun Club,
Arab on Radar,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rites of Spring,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Symarip,
The Buckinghams,
Marc Almond,
Kevin Saunderson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Modern Lovers,
Aural Exciters,
The Monochrome Set,
Marine Girls,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.