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 Malawi and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 harpsichord 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 Unrelated Segments to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
The Zeros,
Skriet,
Malaria!,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Whodini,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gang of Four,
The Invisible,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Country Teasers,
Pierre Henry,
Roy Ayers,
New Order,
Ken Boothe,
Hot Snakes,
Wally Richardson,
Con Funk Shun,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jacques Brel,
Lalo Schifrin,
Animal Collective,
Bootsy Collins,
B.T. Express,
Traffic Nightmare,
Half Japanese,
Peter & Gordon,
Gong,
Ossler,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mandrill,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rhythm & Sound,
Vladislav Delay,
Dark Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
ABBA,
Scion,
Intrusion,
Boredoms,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joy Division,
Simply Red,
June of 44,
Television Personalities,
D'Angelo,
Robert Hood,
OOIOO,
the Normal,
The Real Kids,
Robert Wyatt,
The Gories,
Porter Ricks,
Alphaville,
ABC,
Archie Shepp,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.