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 Swaziland and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Fall to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Star Department,
The Gories,
The Seeds,
Bobby Womack,
Leonard Cohen,
The Dead C,
Rod Modell,
Sällskapet,
DJ Sneak,
Arcadia,
The Martian,
X-Ray Spex,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Godley & Creme,
Blake Baxter,
The Count Five,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Mojo Men,
Glambeats Corp.,
Stiv Bators,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Barclay James Harvest,
Moebius,
Scrapy,
Crispy Ambulance,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Organ,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sun City Girls,
Cal Tjader,
Cecil Taylor,
In Retrospect,
Nas,
The Pretty Things,
Wally Richardson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Can,
Icehouse,
Das Ding,
The Walker Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ultimate Spinach,
Alphaville,
Tommy Roe,
Eli Mardock,
UT,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Livin' Joy,
Flash Fearless,
Frankie Knuckles,
Circle Jerks,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Black Flag,
Ken Boothe,
Au Pairs,
OOIOO,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Oblivians,
Morten Harket,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.