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 Nicaragua and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Gap Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! 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 theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
F. McDonald,
Aaron Thompson,
The New Christs,
The Leaves,
The Beau Brummels,
Lou Reed,
Anthony Braxton,
Radiopuhelimet,
Brick,
Janne Schatter,
The Offenders,
Danielle Patucci,
Agent Orange,
Sonny Sharrock,
Max Romeo,
Thompson Twins,
MDC,
Ralphi Rosario,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dennis Brown,
Nick Fraelich,
Schoolly D,
Unwound,
Eddi Front,
Rosa Yemen,
Yazoo,
The Doors,
Fluxion,
Johnny Osbourne,
Q and Not U,
Deadbeat,
Eurythmics,
Mr. Review,
AZ,
The United States of America,
Lalann,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Dave Gahan,
R.M.O.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kayak,
Eden Ahbez,
June of 44,
Vainqueur,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Searchers,
Bobby Womack,
Bang On A Can,
Con Funk Shun,
The Gun Club,
ABBA,
Carl Craig,
The Buckinghams,
Hot Snakes,
Joey Negro,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roxy Music,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.