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 Lebanon and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jerry's Kids to the electroclash 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a synthesizer and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Shadows of Knight,
Altered Images,
Sällskapet,
Accadde A,
The Pretty Things,
Inner City,
Q65,
Ten City,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Junior Murvin,
Tubeway Army,
Michelle Simonal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Henry Cow,
Funkadelic,
Little Man,
Kaleidoscope,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Camberwell Now,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Magma,
Negative Approach,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Blues Magoos,
Roy Ayers,
Dark Day,
World's Most,
The Modern Lovers,
Cal Tjader,
The Victims,
Rosa Yemen,
FM Einheit,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Public Enemy,
Groovy Waters,
Girls At Our Best!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Beau Brummels,
Donny Hathaway,
Faraquet,
cv313,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Joyce Sims,
Tommy Roe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ludus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Misunderstood,
Liliput,
Icehouse,
Rhythm & Sound,
Prince Buster,
Quantec,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.