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 Germany and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe 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 Ohio Players to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Second Layer,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobby Byrd,
Dead Boys,
The Modern Lovers,
Livin' Joy,
Pantaleimon,
Sonic Youth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Alice Coltrane,
Altered Images,
Yusef Lateef,
FM Einheit,
Scientists,
Alison Limerick,
The Golliwogs,
Roxette,
Television Personalities,
X-101,
Fat Boys,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Slits,
Chrome,
Maleditus Sound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Christie,
Q65,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
CMW,
Stetsasonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
K-Klass,
Symarip,
Nik Kershaw,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ludus,
Peter & Gordon,
Scan 7,
Model 500,
Camberwell Now,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alton Ellis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Negative Approach,
Lightning Bolt,
The Star Department,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
In Retrospect,
Supertramp,
Schoolly D,
The Cure,
The United States of America,
Blake Baxter,
Bootsy Collins,
Desert Stars,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Trojans,
Organ,
Rekid,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.