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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 London and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Jeff Lynne to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Kerrie Biddell,
Maleditus Sound,
Deadbeat,
A Certain Ratio,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobby Womack,
Pierre Henry,
Depeche Mode,
Al Stewart,
June Days,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Deakin,
Stetsasonic,
The Skatalites,
Make Up,
Oneida,
Bill Near,
The Selecter,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cybotron,
Soul II Soul,
Ohio Players,
The Mojo Men,
Jacob Miller,
Second Layer,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rekid,
Main Source,
Shuggie Otis,
Delon & Dalcan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Faraquet,
The Dirtbombs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Flash Fearless,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Wire,
Arab on Radar,
Icehouse,
Clear Light,
Bad Manners,
Roxy Music,
Panda Bear,
The Offenders,
Rakim,
Grandmaster Flash,
One Last Wish,
The Alarm Clocks,
Andrew Hill,
Unwound,
Liliput,
Rosa Yemen,
Soulsonic Force,
The Toasters,
Mad Mike,
Unrelated Segments,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Subhumans,
R.M.O.,
Mo-Dettes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.