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 Costa Rica and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Al Stewart to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Derrick May,
Alison Limerick,
Soul Sonic Force,
Piero Umiliani,
Mo-Dettes,
New Age Steppers,
Gang Green,
Lou Reed,
OOIOO,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Con Funk Shun,
ABBA,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scan 7,
The Star Department,
AZ,
Agitation Free,
Blancmange,
Glenn Branca,
Von Mondo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Gories,
Moebius,
Dark Day,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Yazoo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Aloha Tigers,
The Dead C,
The Birthday Party,
Porter Ricks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wolf Eyes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Niagra,
Amon Düül II,
Ultravox,
Hardrive,
Scratch Acid,
Subhumans,
10cc,
Kerri Chandler,
The Walker Brothers,
Carl Craig,
Thompson Twins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Model 500,
The Monochrome Set,
Wire,
Warren Ellis,
Isaac Hayes,
DJ Style,
Ronan,
Quando Quango,
Mars,
The Cramps,
Cal Tjader,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Man Eating Sloth,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.