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 Israel and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 EPMD to the techno 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Patti Smith,
Basic Channel,
Tres Demented,
Suburban Knight,
The Knickerbockers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mandrill,
Half Japanese,
Glambeats Corp.,
Smog,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
kango's stein massive,
Unrelated Segments,
Rites of Spring,
Danielle Patucci,
Maleditus Sound,
David McCallum,
Kenny Larkin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Excepter,
Mad Mike,
Steve Hackett,
Ludus,
Loose Ends,
Symarip,
Harmonia,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Stooges,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Gap Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Adolescents,
The Fuzztones,
the Germs,
Sandy B,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aural Exciters,
Desert Stars,
Pantaleimon,
The Saints,
Hasil Adkins,
10cc,
Robert Wyatt,
The Pretty Things,
Mary Jane Girls,
Schoolly D,
AZ,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fatback Band,
The Victims,
Girls At Our Best!,
Amazonics,
E-Dancer,
Technova,
Carl Craig,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Count Five,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.