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 Uganda and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the dance 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Quando Quango,
Motorama,
the Bar-Kays,
Peter and Kerry,
Royal Trux,
Lee Hazlewood,
James White and The Blacks,
Robert Görl,
China Crisis,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gories,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Chris & Cosey,
Japan,
Simply Red,
Roger Hodgson,
ABC,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Last Poets,
Al Stewart,
The Velvet Underground,
Slick Rick,
One Last Wish,
Yaz,
The Kinks,
Loose Ends,
Sugar Minott,
Swans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang Starr,
Infiniti,
Organ,
Grey Daturas,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Flash Fearless,
Mission of Burma,
Hot Snakes,
The Offenders,
Boz Scaggs,
Derrick Morgan,
Crispy Ambulance,
48th St. Collective,
Vainqueur,
Urselle,
The Golliwogs,
Easy Going,
The Monks,
Black Pus,
Basic Channel,
Lyres,
The Evens,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cameo,
Bobby Byrd,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Slackers,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Blackbyrds,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Moby Grape,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.