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 China and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Moody Blues to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Moby Grape,
David Axelrod,
The Detroit Cobras,
Harpers Bizarre,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
X-102,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric Dolphy,
Minor Threat,
Bluetip,
Johnny Osbourne,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bill Near,
Ultra Naté,
KRS-One,
Eric Copeland,
Wally Richardson,
Deepchord,
A Certain Ratio,
Erasure,
Johnny Clarke,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cameo,
X-Ray Spex,
Pierre Henry,
Liliput,
8 Eyed Spy,
EPMD,
Morten Harket,
Basic Channel,
The Techniques,
R.M.O.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Panda Bear,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Deadbeat,
Sun City Girls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Arab on Radar,
Tom Boy,
The Durutti Column,
CMW,
Essential Logic,
Moebius,
Kerrie Biddell,
Model 500,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Misunderstood,
Dorothy Ashby,
Negative Approach,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Make Up,
The Seeds,
Eddi Front,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.