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 Panama and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 8 Eyed Spy to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Oneida,
Deepchord,
One Last Wish,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sparks,
Smog,
Joy Division,
Gang Starr,
Intrusion,
Hasil Adkins,
The Gap Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Panda Bear,
Johnny Clarke,
E-Dancer,
Japan,
FM Einheit,
Slave,
Sun Ra,
Bauhaus,
T. Rex,
Minny Pops,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Flag,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bluetip,
Marvin Gaye,
Model 500,
Boogie Down Productions,
Banda Bassotti,
Aswad,
Angry Samoans,
Schoolly D,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cheater Slicks,
Scion,
Blancmange,
The Sonics,
Magma,
Easy Going,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brand Nubian,
The Knickerbockers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Frankie Knuckles,
Camberwell Now,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Womack,
Blake Baxter,
Dual Sessions,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Max Romeo,
Radio Birdman,
Althea and Donna,
Ken Boothe,
Bizarre Inc.,
MC5,
Matthew Bourne,
The Star Department,
Aloha Tigers,
The Evens,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.