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 Mexico and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Mark Hollis to the funk 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Arab on Radar,
Kayak,
Hashim,
Livin' Joy,
Stiv Bators,
the Normal,
Nirvana,
Goldenarms,
The Stooges,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Tremeloes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Barry Ungar,
cv313,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Erykah Badu,
Ossler,
Talk Talk,
The Victims,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brass Construction,
Moss Icon,
Rakim,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Neon Judgement,
H. Thieme,
X-Ray Spex,
Inner City,
Jacob Miller,
Harpers Bizarre,
MDC,
Faraquet,
The Litter,
Barclay James Harvest,
Moebius,
New York Dolls,
Man Parrish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Loose Ends,
E-Dancer,
Joe Finger,
Das Ding,
Pussy Galore,
Country Teasers,
Robert Görl,
Ten City,
Cecil Taylor,
Derrick May,
Spandau Ballet,
Godley & Creme,
Q and Not U,
Depeche Mode,
DNA,
Chris & Cosey,
Roy Ayers,
48th St. Collective,
Ultra Naté,
Silicon Teens,
Robert Hood,
The J.B.'s,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.