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 Delhi.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Wings to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
New York Dolls,
The Remains,
John Coltrane,
Crash Course in Science,
Easy Going,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sex Pistols,
La Düsseldorf,
Bizarre Inc.,
Darondo,
Qualms,
Johnny Osbourne,
Girls At Our Best!,
Shoche,
Gang Green,
The Young Rascals,
Andrew Hill,
Amazonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Soft Cell,
Marmalade,
The Pretty Things,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Associates,
ABBA,
Todd Rundgren,
Ice-T,
Don Cherry,
Aaron Thompson,
Reagan Youth,
Gregory Isaacs,
PIL,
The Moleskins,
Slave,
Lalo Schifrin,
Davy DMX,
X-101,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Franke,
Procol Harum,
Duran Duran,
Heaven 17,
Rotary Connection,
The Black Dice,
Rekid,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Aloha Tigers,
Sällskapet,
Eddi Front,
Yazoo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Pop Group,
Joensuu 1685,
The Searchers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Carl Craig,
Sun City Girls,
Kurtis Blow,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.