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 Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Godley & Creme to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
The Remains,
Parry Music,
Girls At Our Best!,
Iggy Pop,
The Divine Comedy,
Sister Nancy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sex Pistols,
Simply Red,
The Slackers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Chris Corsano,
Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Outsiders,
Byron Stingily,
Rhythm & Sound,
D'Angelo,
The Fire Engines,
Infiniti,
Kenny Larkin,
Henry Cow,
The Human League,
Dennis Brown,
Moebius,
John Foxx,
Barbara Tucker,
The Monochrome Set,
The Martian,
Agitation Free,
The Real Kids,
One Last Wish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marc Almond,
Jeff Lynne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
CMW,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Busters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ossler,
Neil Young,
LL Cool J,
Dawn Penn,
Joey Negro,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hardrive,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gichy Dan,
Carl Craig,
Bill Near,
Lee Hazlewood,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hoover,
DNA,
Kaleidoscope,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Television,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.