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 Sweden and from Manila.
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 Johannesburg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Urselle to the electroclash 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt 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 funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
John Foxx,
Steve Hackett,
Dave Gahan,
Andrew Hill,
The Electric Prunes,
Judy Mowatt,
Bronski Beat,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Spandau Ballet,
Archie Shepp,
Stockholm Monsters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Zeros,
Althea and Donna,
Tom Boy,
Patti Smith,
Soft Machine,
Suicide,
The J.B.'s,
Eurythmics,
Lungfish,
Sonic Youth,
Talk Talk,
Nico,
The Evens,
a-ha,
Lindisfarne,
the Normal,
Supertramp,
Pierre Henry,
The Neon Judgement,
Michelle Simonal,
Ohio Players,
The United States of America,
Duran Duran,
Jeru the Damaja,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cowsills,
Marcia Griffiths,
MC5,
Cameo,
Cheater Slicks,
La Düsseldorf,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Audionom,
Mars,
Sight & Sound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
E-Dancer,
Ken Boothe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Smoke,
Black Sheep,
Pantaleimon,
The Black Dice,
EPMD, EPMD, EPMD, EPMD.
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.