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 Spain and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Suburban Knight to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacques Brel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Todd Rundgren,
Kerri Chandler,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Subhumans,
Sugar Minott,
Negative Approach,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jawbox,
Masters at Work,
Sparks,
Joe Finger,
The Grass Roots,
The Gories,
Tres Demented,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Smoke,
A Certain Ratio,
Alphaville,
Charles Mingus,
Bob Dylan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Con Funk Shun,
Spandau Ballet,
LL Cool J,
The Sonics,
Wolf Eyes,
Ken Boothe,
Sister Nancy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Toasters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fall,
Suicide,
Qualms,
Whodini,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
UT,
Don Cherry,
Marvin Gaye,
Rekid,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Maleditus Sound,
D'Angelo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Von Mondo,
Barry Ungar,
Aural Exciters,
David Axelrod,
Hot Snakes,
Piero Umiliani,
Sound Behaviour,
Funkadelic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scott Walker,
Bronski Beat,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.