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 Croatia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 D'Angelo to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Sister Nancy,
10cc,
Moebius,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Zero Boys,
Shoche,
Metal Thangz,
The Searchers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Deakin,
Negative Approach,
Qualms,
the Germs,
Derrick Morgan,
Bush Tetras,
Junior Murvin,
David Axelrod,
Morten Harket,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Al Stewart,
Radiohead,
Sonny Sharrock,
Popol Vuh,
These Immortal Souls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Agitation Free,
Inner City,
UT,
Gang Starr,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Marc Almond,
Terry Callier,
Marvin Gaye,
Hashim,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Real Kids,
Organ,
cv313,
Theoretical Girls,
The Last Poets,
Wasted Youth,
Intrusion,
Marmalade,
Oblivians,
Byron Stingily,
Clear Light,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
La Düsseldorf,
Glambeats Corp.,
Vladislav Delay,
The Doors,
The Tremeloes,
Q and Not U,
Donny Hathaway,
Zapp,
the Slits,
Nirvana,
Gang Green,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.