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 Canada and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Lalo Schifrin to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator 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 linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Gerry Rafferty,
Symarip,
Erasure,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tears for Fears,
Aloha Tigers,
Camberwell Now,
Traffic Nightmare,
Blossom Toes,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Moleskins,
Brothers Johnson,
The J.B.'s,
In Retrospect,
Sällskapet,
Aaron Thompson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Fania All-Stars,
Porter Ricks,
Steve Hackett,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bobby Byrd,
Pharoah Sanders,
Laurel Aitken,
B.T. Express,
Quadrant,
Colin Newman,
Animal Collective,
The Golliwogs,
MDC,
DJ Sneak,
Morten Harket,
Das Ding,
Nils Olav,
Graham Central Station,
Stetsasonic,
Whodini,
Television,
Depeche Mode,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Yaz,
Pantytec,
Interpol,
The Stooges,
Derrick May,
Sandy B,
Ultra Naté,
Siglo XX,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ludus,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scrapy,
Lyres,
Cymande,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Gap Band,
Ossler,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.