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 Armenia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 The Skatalites to the punk 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Average White Band,
Essential Logic,
World's Most,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Judy Mowatt,
Nico,
Zero Boys,
the Normal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bang On A Can,
Easy Going,
Junior Murvin,
Kerri Chandler,
Lindisfarne,
Bobby Sherman,
Lakeside,
The Saints,
Mantronix,
Crash Course in Science,
The Happenings,
Mission of Burma,
Letta Mbulu,
the Swans,
Donald Byrd,
Amazonics,
The Moody Blues,
the Sonics,
Roy Ayers,
Arab on Radar,
Grauzone,
Johnny Clarke,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Mojo Men,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kool Moe Dee,
Stereo Dub,
Ronnie Foster,
Steve Hackett,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Hashim,
Nik Kershaw,
Freddie Wadling,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
Severed Heads,
Dead Boys,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Soul Sonic Force,
Alton Ellis,
Suicide,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Livin' Joy,
Magazine,
Simply Red,
Cymande,
The Golliwogs,
Qualms,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Graham Central Station,
Flipper,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.