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 Sudan and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Shanghai.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Black Moon to the funk 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 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 Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Neu!,
Morten Harket,
Camouflage,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lungfish,
Severed Heads,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Golliwogs,
James White and The Blacks,
Fad Gadget,
Deadbeat,
The Techniques,
Babytalk,
Half Japanese,
Brass Construction,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Swell Maps,
Aloha Tigers,
John Cale,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Dead C,
Kurtis Blow,
Guru Guru,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Smoke,
Oblivians,
The Gap Band,
Anakelly,
Harmonia,
Crash Course in Science,
Index,
John Coltrane,
World's Most,
Scratch Acid,
New York Dolls,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wally Richardson,
Jeff Mills,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Robert Görl,
Spoonie Gee,
Simply Red,
Sugar Minott,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Swans,
The Evens,
AZ,
Peter and Kerry,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Metal Thangz,
Trumans Water,
Electric Prunes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roy Ayers,
Popol Vuh,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Country Teasers,
Quando Quango,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.