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 France and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Donny Hathaway to the grunge 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
June Days,
Bill Wells,
Ponytail,
Slick Rick,
Quantec,
Sonic Youth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oneida,
Fear,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Stooges,
Nico,
Guru Guru,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scientists,
Kayak,
The Dave Clark Five,
FM Einheit,
CMW,
Jeff Lynne,
Joe Finger,
Soft Machine,
Sam Rivers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tubeway Army,
The Human League,
Blake Baxter,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Durutti Column,
Y Pants,
The Misunderstood,
Second Layer,
Joensuu 1685,
Lalo Schifrin,
Reagan Youth,
Brothers Johnson,
Soft Cell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Donny Hathaway,
The Cure,
The Monochrome Set,
Animal Collective,
Ronnie Foster,
Quando Quango,
World's Most,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Alphaville,
The Techniques,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wings,
The United States of America,
The Standells,
Whodini,
Scan 7,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.