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 Paraguay and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 mellotron 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the jazz 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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ronnie Foster,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Echospace,
The Slackers,
Mark Hollis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
John Lydon,
The Fuzztones,
X-102,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Thompson Twins,
The Skatalites,
Grauzone,
Fear,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
John Holt,
The Dead C,
Crispian St. Peters,
Infiniti,
Qualms,
DNA,
Aural Exciters,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Gladiators,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Selecter,
Chris Corsano,
Henry Cow,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cheater Slicks,
Boz Scaggs,
Minutemen,
Pierre Henry,
The Fire Engines,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Simply Red,
Q65,
Stiv Bators,
KRS-One,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ohio Players,
Hoover,
Von Mondo,
Donny Hathaway,
Motorama,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cameo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Oneida,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Sheep,
Outsiders,
FM Einheit,
R.M.O.,
Soul II Soul,
Arthur Verocai,
John Cale,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.