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 San Marino and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Ponytail to the jazz 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
The Walker Brothers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Flash Fearless,
Vladislav Delay,
The Stooges,
Nirvana,
Funky Four + One,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Doors,
Ludus,
Parry Music,
Lalann,
Joensuu 1685,
James White and The Blacks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scientists,
The Gladiators,
The Doobie Brothers,
Duran Duran,
UT,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Görl,
Underground Resistance,
Jerry's Kids,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Janne Schatter,
Kenny Larkin,
Suburban Knight,
The Electric Prunes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kurtis Blow,
Blossom Toes,
Bootsy Collins,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eddi Front,
Marcia Griffiths,
Heaven 17,
Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Spoonie Gee,
Q and Not U,
Josef K,
La Düsseldorf,
Grauzone,
Donald Byrd,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Toni Rubio,
Charles Mingus,
Trumans Water,
Moss Icon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Porter Ricks,
Television Personalities,
R.M.O.,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.