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 Tuvalu and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Lindisfarne to the jazz 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
UT,
Hashim,
Scrapy,
Eurythmics,
Black Sheep,
Erasure,
Josef K,
Camouflage,
The Human League,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fire Engines,
Erykah Badu,
Reagan Youth,
The Doors,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Smiths,
Todd Terry,
Quantec,
China Crisis,
The Martian,
Fatback Band,
Pierre Henry,
JFA,
Public Enemy,
Radiohead,
U.S. Maple,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Seeds,
Neu!,
Kayak,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gladiators,
Dual Sessions,
The United States of America,
LL Cool J,
Panda Bear,
Arcadia,
Desert Stars,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Searchers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eric Dolphy,
OOIOO,
Reuben Wilson,
June Days,
A Certain Ratio,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flash Fearless,
Sound Behaviour,
The Count Five,
The New Christs,
Donny Hathaway,
Idris Muhammad,
the Swans,
Ossler,
Fear,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.