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 Uzbekistan and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
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 güiro 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the punk 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Bronski Beat,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tears for Fears,
The Seeds,
CMW,
Excepter,
Patti Smith,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultra Naté,
Adolescents,
Joyce Sims,
Lee Hazlewood,
Silicon Teens,
These Immortal Souls,
The Move,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kool Moe Dee,
Robert Hood,
Don Cherry,
Clear Light,
Kaleidoscope,
Can,
B.T. Express,
Japan,
The Dirtbombs,
Gerry Rafferty,
Royal Trux,
Jerry's Kids,
Zero Boys,
Ralphi Rosario,
Juan Atkins,
E-Dancer,
Cecil Taylor,
Dawn Penn,
The Skatalites,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lalann,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Shuggie Otis,
Graham Central Station,
48th St. Collective,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Yellowson,
The Names,
Warsaw,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Christie,
Animal Collective,
Warren Ellis,
Au Pairs,
Lightning Bolt,
Half Japanese,
In Retrospect,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wally Richardson,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.