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 Madagascar and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Columbus.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Suburban Knight to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Fatback Band,
Stetsasonic,
The Zeros,
Section 25,
Steve Hackett,
The Standells,
The Skatalites,
Minutemen,
Ohio Players,
T. Rex,
Patti Smith,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ituana,
The Gories,
Kurtis Blow,
Gang of Four,
Reagan Youth,
Matthew Bourne,
Slick Rick,
China Crisis,
Johnny Clarke,
The Star Department,
The United States of America,
Technova,
Colin Newman,
Marine Girls,
Bill Near,
a-ha,
Janne Schatter,
The Martian,
Deadbeat,
Anthony Braxton,
Traffic Nightmare,
Peter & Gordon,
DJ Sneak,
The Fall,
Boogie Down Productions,
Man Eating Sloth,
Shuggie Otis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thee Headcoats,
The Dave Clark Five,
Q65,
Bluetip,
Delta 5,
Gong,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Drexciya,
Silicon Teens,
Jacob Miller,
Yellowson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Television Personalities,
The Gladiators,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ornette Coleman,
Piero Umiliani,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.