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 Zambia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ 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 Minnie Riperton to the dance 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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Real Kids,
Eden Ahbez,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Alison Limerick,
Arcadia,
The Selecter,
The Sound,
Maleditus Sound,
Marshall Jefferson,
Skarface,
kango's stein massive,
Todd Terry,
Sun City Girls,
Nirvana,
Sam Rivers,
The Vogues,
Bobby Byrd,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang of Four,
The Motions,
F. McDonald,
Blossom Toes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
X-101,
Matthew Halsall,
Simply Red,
Whodini,
The Seeds,
Cheater Slicks,
The Leaves,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Chris Corsano,
Marvin Gaye,
Amon Düül II,
Dead Boys,
The Fire Engines,
Spoonie Gee,
Patti Smith,
Mad Mike,
Quantec,
The Fortunes,
Agitation Free,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jacques Brel,
The Golliwogs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Delta 5,
Lungfish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jerry Gold Smith,
John Lydon,
Flash Fearless,
The Velvet Underground,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Absolute Body Control,
Gichy Dan,
In Retrospect,
Roxette,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.