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 Brazil and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin 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 Sun City Girls to the jazz 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
The Young Rascals,
The Electric Prunes,
Neil Young,
Sister Nancy,
Terry Callier,
June Days,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eli Mardock,
Niagra,
Todd Rundgren,
Peter & Gordon,
MC5,
In Retrospect,
Mars,
Danielle Patucci,
The Blackbyrds,
Black Flag,
ABBA,
Blossom Toes,
Junior Murvin,
the Association,
The Smoke,
Pagans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cal Tjader,
Harry Pussy,
The Motions,
Colin Newman,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Kinks,
Banda Bassotti,
Sandy B,
Ralphi Rosario,
June of 44,
Sound Behaviour,
The Saints,
The Durutti Column,
Jesper Dahlback,
Matthew Halsall,
OOIOO,
Pylon,
Shoche,
The Gories,
Eurythmics,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Neon Judgement,
New Age Steppers,
Bobby Sherman,
Scion,
Blake Baxter,
Simply Red,
Bluetip,
The Cure,
Piero Umiliani,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Quando Quango,
Cybotron,
The Last Poets,
the Normal,
Jimmy McGriff,
Infiniti,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.