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 Liechtenstein and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Doobie Brothers to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dual Sessions,
The Neon Judgement,
The Offenders,
The Shadows of Knight,
These Immortal Souls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marmalade,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Real Kids,
Lindisfarne,
Youth Brigade,
Fat Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Residents,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Half Japanese,
The Searchers,
Underground Resistance,
Reuben Wilson,
Tears for Fears,
Harmonia,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soul II Soul,
X-Ray Spex,
Soft Machine,
Section 25,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bootsy Collins,
The Barracudas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Gap Band,
Fatback Band,
Agent Orange,
Throbbing Gristle,
Grauzone,
Average White Band,
Charles Mingus,
Shoche,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jacob Miller,
Accadde A,
Donny Hathaway,
Blancmange,
R.M.O.,
Rosa Yemen,
China Crisis,
OOIOO,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Essential Logic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dark Day,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Standells,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mad Mike,
Desert Stars,
Cluster,
Darondo,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.