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 Turkey and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Birthday Party to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Human League,
Letta Mbulu,
X-Ray Spex,
Soulsonic Force,
FM Einheit,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hot Snakes,
The Moleskins,
a-ha,
Half Japanese,
Accadde A,
The Happenings,
Sunsets and Hearts,
10cc,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Liliput,
Radio Birdman,
Juan Atkins,
T. Rex,
Scientists,
Marmalade,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sugar Minott,
Cecil Taylor,
Charles Mingus,
Lalann,
June Days,
Roxy Music,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
James White and The Blacks,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Real Kids,
Grey Daturas,
Electric Prunes,
Bauhaus,
Vainqueur,
Warsaw,
The Count Five,
Alison Limerick,
Yusef Lateef,
Ice-T,
John Coltrane,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Echospace,
Y Pants,
Monolake,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Barrington Levy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deadbeat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Terry,
Cluster,
Scan 7,
Quantec,
The Alarm Clocks,
Siglo XX,
the Slits,
DNA,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.