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 Portugal and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 D'Angelo to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Machine. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Detroit Cobras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Lightning Bolt,
Ice-T,
Duran Duran,
Goldenarms,
Echospace,
MDC,
Underground Resistance,
The J.B.'s,
KRS-One,
The Mojo Men,
The Busters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Piero Umiliani,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gil Scott Heron,
Blake Baxter,
Pagans,
Basic Channel,
The Doors,
Fugazi,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fat Boys,
Young Marble Giants,
Skriet,
The Sound,
Maurizio,
Aloha Tigers,
Excepter,
Terry Callier,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Searchers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
David McCallum,
The Techniques,
Guru Guru,
Matthew Bourne,
Minny Pops,
X-101,
the Human League,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bobby Womack,
Jeff Mills,
Das Ding,
David Axelrod,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bobby Byrd,
Susan Cadogan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scientists,
Chris Corsano,
Tubeway Army,
Hashim,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Count Five,
Marmalade,
Jeff Lynne,
Steve Hackett,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Vogues,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.