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 Madagascar and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare 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 Joyce Sims to the techno 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Make Up,
Young Marble Giants,
Icehouse,
The Offenders,
Groovy Waters,
Bush Tetras,
Lou Reed,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Junior Murvin,
Cymande,
Television Personalities,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Foxx,
Duran Duran,
Ornette Coleman,
Q65,
Infiniti,
The Names,
The Dirtbombs,
48th St. Collective,
Terrestrial Tones,
Grey Daturas,
Patti Smith,
Boredoms,
Iggy Pop,
Black Sheep,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
FM Einheit,
ABC,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kurtis Blow,
KRS-One,
Thee Headcoats,
The Sonics,
The Star Department,
Barbara Tucker,
Lakeside,
Judy Mowatt,
Rakim,
Yazoo,
Wally Richardson,
Neu!,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wire,
Sam Rivers,
Avey Tare,
The Seeds,
Sparks,
Johnny Clarke,
Quantec,
The Mummies,
Neil Young,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gregory Isaacs,
Crime,
Blossom Toes,
Deepchord,
Danielle Patucci,
Minutemen,
Vainqueur,
Morten Harket,
Aswad,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.