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 Bulgaria and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Stetsasonic to the dance 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
New Age Steppers,
The Sonics,
Young Marble Giants,
The Moody Blues,
Bluetip,
The Gladiators,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scion,
X-101,
Sonic Youth,
The Grass Roots,
The Fortunes,
The Pretty Things,
Derrick May,
Supertramp,
The Selecter,
Eurythmics,
Swell Maps,
Crime,
Blancmange,
Eve St. Jones,
Yusef Lateef,
Andrew Hill,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Whodini,
Barry Ungar,
Banda Bassotti,
Monks,
The Beau Brummels,
Skaos,
Donald Byrd,
Josef K,
The Tremeloes,
Cheater Slicks,
Ludus,
Urselle,
Roxette,
Nas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blake Baxter,
Pierre Henry,
Avey Tare,
Tomorrow,
Marmalade,
Mantronix,
Sister Nancy,
Reuben Wilson,
Animal Collective,
a-ha,
the Soft Cell,
The Seeds,
Lyres,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Royal Trux,
Zapp,
Tubeway Army,
PIL,
The Gories,
Aaron Thompson,
Matthew Halsall,
The Dave Clark Five,
Minnie Riperton,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.