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 Gambia and from Halifax.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 sitar 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 David Axelrod to the techno 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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Rekid,
The Star Department,
Flash Fearless,
The Techniques,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stereo Dub,
JFA,
Slave,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
ABBA,
Letta Mbulu,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Michelle Simonal,
Hot Snakes,
Adolescents,
Amon Düül,
Rakim,
B.T. Express,
Quantec,
Saccharine Trust,
Agitation Free,
Country Teasers,
Marcia Griffiths,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Music Machine,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Coltrane,
Lightning Bolt,
Television Personalities,
Lou Christie,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aaron Thompson,
Archie Shepp,
The Dirtbombs,
Groovy Waters,
John Foxx,
Connie Case,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mandrill,
Ponytail,
Suicide,
Thompson Twins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soft Cell,
The Slackers,
Gang Green,
The Gap Band,
The Seeds,
Scientists,
kango's stein massive,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Germs,
Scott Walker,
MDC,
Jacques Brel,
The Slits,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.