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 Liechtenstein and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Sao Paulo.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sister Nancy to the electroclash 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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
Tomorrow,
DJ Sneak,
Johnny Clarke,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pet Shop Boys,
Flash Fearless,
Minor Threat,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Foxx,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nick Fraelich,
the Sonics,
Motorama,
Rekid,
Hashim,
Niagra,
Jawbox,
Sonic Youth,
Babytalk,
Marmalade,
Aaron Thompson,
Talk Talk,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gichy Dan,
Symarip,
Peter & Gordon,
The Offenders,
The Sound,
Roy Ayers,
Stetsasonic,
Cecil Taylor,
The Stooges,
Procol Harum,
Jerry's Kids,
Pantytec,
Zapp,
Marc Almond,
Gabor Szabo,
Slave,
The Gap Band,
Pantaleimon,
Suburban Knight,
Drexciya,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yusef Lateef,
Sonny Sharrock,
R.M.O.,
Eli Mardock,
Lightning Bolt,
Erasure,
Girls At Our Best!,
10cc,
Gang Green,
Eve St. Jones,
Judy Mowatt,
Bobby Byrd,
Terrestrial Tones,
Funky Four + One,
Stiv Bators,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.