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 Spain and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Smoke to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Cybotron,
Jeru the Damaja,
Icehouse,
Procol Harum,
Max Romeo,
Magazine,
Wally Richardson,
Altered Images,
Dave Gahan,
Jawbox,
Dual Sessions,
Skriet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television Personalities,
T.S.O.L.,
Harry Pussy,
Deadbeat,
The Leaves,
DJ Style,
Lalann,
Tom Boy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Peter & Gordon,
Symarip,
The Buckinghams,
Judy Mowatt,
Alton Ellis,
The Modern Lovers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
B.T. Express,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Golliwogs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Stockholm Monsters,
Clear Light,
Erykah Badu,
AZ,
Sarah Menescal,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ituana,
LL Cool J,
Black Bananas,
Bobby Byrd,
The Invisible,
One Last Wish,
Lungfish,
Donald Byrd,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gang Starr,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Associates,
Charles Mingus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wolf Eyes,
10cc,
Harpers Bizarre,
Delon & Dalcan,
Underground Resistance,
Soul Sonic Force,
New Age Steppers,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.