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 Argentina and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kerrie Biddell to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gories,
Bad Manners,
UT,
The Walker Brothers,
Rotary Connection,
Unrelated Segments,
Los Fastidios,
Anthony Braxton,
Joyce Sims,
Ponytail,
Tim Buckley,
The Velvet Underground,
Joe Finger,
Niagra,
Schoolly D,
Sonic Youth,
Au Pairs,
Barrington Levy,
Alice Coltrane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fear,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cure,
The Evens,
Maleditus Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
The Blues Magoos,
Radiohead,
Camberwell Now,
Bootsy Collins,
Subhumans,
Connie Case,
Bush Tetras,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neu!,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Masters at Work,
MDC,
Cecil Taylor,
Siglo XX,
DJ Style,
Throbbing Gristle,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ronnie Foster,
Sandy B,
Gastr Del Sol,
Qualms,
Essential Logic,
The Wake,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Skriet,
Avey Tare,
Eve St. Jones,
Gabor Szabo,
Basic Channel,
Ralphi Rosario,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Associates,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.