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 Tunisia and from London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 The Gun Club to the jazz 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Rakim,
The Vogues,
The Moody Blues,
New Age Steppers,
John Cale,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Barracudas,
Main Source,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Trojans,
Schoolly D,
The Saints,
Barbara Tucker,
Camouflage,
Franke,
CMW,
Boz Scaggs,
The Blues Magoos,
Cal Tjader,
In Retrospect,
The Cramps,
Fatback Band,
FM Einheit,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Wake,
Black Sheep,
Unwound,
OOIOO,
Bootsy Collins,
New Order,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ossler,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gong,
Brick,
Neil Young,
Drexciya,
The Slackers,
The Happenings,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Skatalites,
The Electric Prunes,
The Zeros,
Symarip,
The Young Rascals,
Nas,
David Bowie,
Interpol,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joyce Sims,
John Lydon,
Mandrill,
Model 500,
The Techniques,
Absolute Body Control,
Con Funk Shun,
Nirvana,
The Evens,
Letta Mbulu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.