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 France and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bootsy Collins to the rock 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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Mummies,
Infiniti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brass Construction,
Ornette Coleman,
David Axelrod,
Marshall Jefferson,
DNA,
Jeff Lynne,
Neil Young,
Yellowson,
One Last Wish,
Sandy B,
Japan,
Iggy Pop,
The Blackbyrds,
Joensuu 1685,
The Fire Engines,
Roxette,
The Knickerbockers,
James White and The Blacks,
Thompson Twins,
Funkadelic,
Outsiders,
Anakelly,
AZ,
Kerri Chandler,
Minor Threat,
Johnny Osbourne,
Minny Pops,
Ronnie Foster,
The Wake,
Scratch Acid,
David McCallum,
Grandmaster Flash,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Angry Samoans,
Warsaw,
Erasure,
Pierre Henry,
Soft Cell,
Cal Tjader,
Newcleus,
Sonny Sharrock,
Q and Not U,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Golliwogs,
Cybotron,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Association,
Royal Trux,
Moby Grape,
Lower 48,
Khruangbin,
Wolf Eyes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
D'Angelo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.