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 Mauritania and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Echospace to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Procol Harum,
Rakim,
the Normal,
Erykah Badu,
Chrome,
Anthony Braxton,
Lungfish,
Al Stewart,
Deadbeat,
Basic Channel,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ultimate Spinach,
Supertramp,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sex Pistols,
Ultravox,
The Monks,
Cybotron,
The Gap Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
cv313,
Los Fastidios,
Sonic Youth,
Roger Hodgson,
The J.B.'s,
Massinfluence,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cameo,
Maleditus Sound,
Duran Duran,
Nils Olav,
Amon Düül II,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nico,
One Last Wish,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sight & Sound,
The Slackers,
John Holt,
Unwound,
Black Moon,
Lee Hazlewood,
L. Decosne,
The Modern Lovers,
Bronski Beat,
Tomorrow,
DNA,
Pet Shop Boys,
Hot Snakes,
UT,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Whodini,
Joy Division,
The Evens,
Crooked Eye,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.