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 Austria and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Excepter to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Intrusion,
Neu!,
T. Rex,
Young Marble Giants,
Connie Case,
Q65,
Kas Product,
The Young Rascals,
The Gories,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
E-Dancer,
Amon Düül,
The Fugs,
Fad Gadget,
The Residents,
China Crisis,
Tom Boy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Robert Görl,
Rekid,
Second Layer,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hot Snakes,
Nas,
Roy Ayers,
Moebius,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sandy B,
Matthew Bourne,
Bad Manners,
Visage,
Nation of Ulysses,
Icehouse,
The Detroit Cobras,
Von Mondo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lower 48,
Yazoo,
Duran Duran,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Underground Resistance,
Slick Rick,
Pole,
Vainqueur,
Stetsasonic,
Albert Ayler,
Junior Murvin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David Bowie,
Althea and Donna,
Swans,
Rosa Yemen,
Gang Starr,
Lightning Bolt,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.