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 Denmark and from Spokane.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Toasters to the rock 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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Robert Hood,
This Heat,
Brick,
The Toasters,
Television Personalities,
Mandrill,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tubeway Army,
Fat Boys,
Magazine,
Hot Snakes,
Sarah Menescal,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Reed,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gichy Dan,
Stiv Bators,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Sherman,
Grey Daturas,
The Last Poets,
New Age Steppers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ornette Coleman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Max Romeo,
Moss Icon,
Shuggie Otis,
Khruangbin,
Spoonie Gee,
World's Most,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nik Kershaw,
Flash Fearless,
Amazonics,
Kool Moe Dee,
Radiopuhelimet,
Q and Not U,
Suburban Knight,
Minny Pops,
Gang Green,
Sound Behaviour,
Jacob Miller,
Sparks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Depeche Mode,
Black Moon,
Godley & Creme,
Hasil Adkins,
Camberwell Now,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Underground Resistance,
Barry Ungar,
X-Ray Spex,
Inner City,
Glambeats Corp.,
Barrington Levy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.