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 St Lucia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Ronnie Foster to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Swans,
Girls At Our Best!,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Electric Prunes,
Aaron Thompson,
Junior Murvin,
Siglo XX,
The Mojo Men,
A Flock of Seagulls,
DNA,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
New York Dolls,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kas Product,
Marvin Gaye,
John Cale,
Erykah Badu,
Urselle,
48th St. Collective,
These Immortal Souls,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Groovy Waters,
Reagan Youth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Todd Terry,
Sugar Minott,
Johnny Osbourne,
Stiv Bators,
The Seeds,
The Young Rascals,
Bang On A Can,
Spoonie Gee,
Index,
Arthur Verocai,
Pole,
Andrew Hill,
Stereo Dub,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pantaleimon,
Television Personalities,
Derrick May,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neil Young,
Los Fastidios,
UT,
Alice Coltrane,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Real Kids,
Grandmaster Flash,
KRS-One,
Franke,
Skarface,
Ash Ra Tempel,
CMW,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.