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 Ghana and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Music Machine to the funk 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stetsasonic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Liliput,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Can,
The Cowsills,
Youth Brigade,
Camberwell Now,
The Birthday Party,
Japan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fluxion,
Lalann,
Isaac Hayes,
Excepter,
June Days,
FM Einheit,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Audionom,
Rapeman,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Kinks,
Cheater Slicks,
Public Enemy,
Jerry's Kids,
Simply Red,
PIL,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lakeside,
Pantytec,
Agitation Free,
Davy DMX,
Heaven 17,
The Golliwogs,
Eurythmics,
Kerrie Biddell,
Little Man,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lightning Bolt,
the Association,
Talk Talk,
Ten City,
Moby Grape,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
David Bowie,
Faraquet,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Khruangbin,
Interpol,
Bob Dylan,
Soft Machine,
Wally Richardson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
MC5,
James White and The Blacks,
Flipper,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.