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 Sweden and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kurtis Blow to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Rhythm & Sound,
David Bowie,
Dennis Brown,
Lalo Schifrin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
CMW,
Porter Ricks,
Massinfluence,
Ultra Naté,
Erasure,
Clear Light,
The Move,
Half Japanese,
Rod Modell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lungfish,
AZ,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
This Heat,
Fugazi,
Franke,
Mars,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wolf Eyes,
Crash Course in Science,
The Mummies,
Letta Mbulu,
Scrapy,
A Certain Ratio,
Technova,
B.T. Express,
Khruangbin,
EPMD,
Joy Division,
Mark Hollis,
Barrington Levy,
The Residents,
Minor Threat,
Radiohead,
Adolescents,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Saints,
Liliput,
The Count Five,
Alison Limerick,
Joyce Sims,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Al Stewart,
Man Parrish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Accadde A,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Television,
Kerri Chandler,
Lebanon Hanover,
Archie Shepp,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Livin' Joy,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.