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 Qatar and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tehran.
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 snare 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 Scott Walker to the dance 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Joensuu 1685,
Make Up,
Subhumans,
Amazonics,
Don Cherry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Modern Lovers,
The Cure,
Vladislav Delay,
Minor Threat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Depeche Mode,
Iggy Pop,
The Beau Brummels,
Dawn Penn,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kurtis Blow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gladiators,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Fuzztones,
Zapp,
Second Layer,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Television Personalities,
The Move,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Electric Prunes,
Excepter,
Alice Coltrane,
The Blackbyrds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Deakin,
Yellowson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bang On A Can,
Reagan Youth,
The Gap Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dark Day,
Swans,
Reuben Wilson,
Babytalk,
The Searchers,
The Doors,
Duran Duran,
Shuggie Otis,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lightning Bolt,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Spoonie Gee,
The Count Five,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
Thompson Twins,
Parry Music,
Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.