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 Syria and from London.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Salvador.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Todd Rundgren to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
New York Dolls,
Iggy Pop,
E-Dancer,
Subhumans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Alison Limerick,
Porter Ricks,
Amazonics,
The Vogues,
Camouflage,
Masters at Work,
Jandek,
Infiniti,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eli Mardock,
Ultravox,
Piero Umiliani,
The Busters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Seeds,
Babytalk,
Dennis Brown,
Silicon Teens,
Sixth Finger,
Matthew Halsall,
In Retrospect,
Lungfish,
Siglo XX,
Ultra Naté,
MC5,
The Standells,
James White and The Blacks,
Judy Mowatt,
the Association,
Sugar Minott,
Steve Hackett,
Flash Fearless,
Rakim,
Alphaville,
The Electric Prunes,
The Zeros,
Lalann,
Jesper Dahlback,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Letta Mbulu,
Parry Music,
The Black Dice,
Aaron Thompson,
Erykah Badu,
Bluetip,
Eddi Front,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Adolescents,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mandrill,
Reuben Wilson,
Moss Icon,
Animal Collective,
New Order,
Stetsasonic,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.