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 Liechtenstein and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roy Ayers to the crunk 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Wasted Youth,
Matthew Bourne,
Ultravox,
Underground Resistance,
The Move,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marine Girls,
Massinfluence,
10cc,
The Associates,
Alphaville,
New York Dolls,
Robert Wyatt,
Cal Tjader,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Spandau Ballet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Popol Vuh,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Moon,
Steve Hackett,
Tom Boy,
The Birthday Party,
Average White Band,
Ken Boothe,
the Soft Cell,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Sherman,
OOIOO,
Scratch Acid,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lucky Dragons,
Josef K,
Blossom Toes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Oneida,
Derrick May,
The Slackers,
The Skatalites,
The Human League,
Bobby Womack,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Dead C,
kango's stein massive,
Mars,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Shuggie Otis,
Charles Mingus,
Robert Görl,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.