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 Cape Verde and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Aaron Thompson to the funk 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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wally Richardson,
Brand Nubian,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Matthew Halsall,
Joe Finger,
Drive Like Jehu,
Drexciya,
Flamin' Groovies,
Isaac Hayes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crooked Eye,
Altered Images,
Simply Red,
Danielle Patucci,
Scratch Acid,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rotary Connection,
Average White Band,
The Mummies,
JFA,
Wolf Eyes,
Pantaleimon,
Deakin,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
June Days,
Heaven 17,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ten City,
Black Sheep,
Blossom Toes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Swans,
Masters at Work,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Groovy Waters,
Josef K,
The United States of America,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The J.B.'s,
Clear Light,
Tomorrow,
Television Personalities,
Model 500,
The Stooges,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Urselle,
ABC,
Vainqueur,
Boz Scaggs,
Joey Negro,
The Sound,
The Golliwogs,
Arcadia,
the Swans,
Tubeway Army,
Sparks,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.