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 Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
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 linndrum 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 R.M.O. to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
The Monochrome Set,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eurythmics,
John Coltrane,
The Walker Brothers,
Cheater Slicks,
Jerry's Kids,
Sarah Menescal,
Section 25,
Theoretical Girls,
The Techniques,
Arthur Verocai,
the Normal,
The Fortunes,
Little Man,
Ken Boothe,
The Victims,
Nils Olav,
The Names,
LL Cool J,
Newcleus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alison Limerick,
Crime,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fad Gadget,
the Bar-Kays,
Yazoo,
One Last Wish,
Leonard Cohen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Evens,
Brass Construction,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Anthony Braxton,
Tommy Roe,
Avey Tare,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
New York Dolls,
The Angels of Light,
Johnny Osbourne,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Spoonie Gee,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Moby Grape,
Cal Tjader,
Deepchord,
Minnie Riperton,
June Days,
F. McDonald,
Echospace,
Slick Rick,
The Human League,
Index,
Rites of Spring,
James White and The Blacks,
10cc,
Bob Dylan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.