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 Maldives and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Robert Palmer 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 Selecter to the dance 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Isaac Hayes,
Bootsy Collins,
Jerry's Kids,
Panda Bear,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Invisible,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Darondo,
Skaos,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
X-Ray Spex,
Tim Buckley,
Grey Daturas,
The Slits,
Public Image Ltd.,
World's Most,
Jacques Brel,
David Bowie,
Scott Walker,
Gichy Dan,
Terry Callier,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Sonics,
Spoonie Gee,
Warren Ellis,
Junior Murvin,
Das Ding,
ABBA,
Drexciya,
Mantronix,
Nico,
The Birthday Party,
Rites of Spring,
Tom Boy,
Youth Brigade,
Wire,
The Monks,
The American Breed,
Harpers Bizarre,
Stockholm Monsters,
Roxette,
Althea and Donna,
Spandau Ballet,
Roger Hodgson,
kango's stein massive,
The Vogues,
Moss Icon,
Mandrill,
This Heat,
Barbara Tucker,
Second Layer,
The Angels of Light,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pierre Henry,
The Moleskins,
Eddi Front,
The Fugs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.