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 New Zealand and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sixth Finger to the funk 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Au Pairs,
LL Cool J,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Absolute Body Control,
X-101,
The Tremeloes,
Aloha Tigers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Metal Thangz,
The Moody Blues,
FM Einheit,
The Kinks,
Josef K,
Neil Young,
David McCallum,
Scion,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Matthew Halsall,
Visage,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gang Starr,
Jeff Mills,
Lou Reed,
Spandau Ballet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eric Dolphy,
Bang On A Can,
The Fire Engines,
Country Teasers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Arab on Radar,
The Monks,
The Motions,
Jerry's Kids,
Thompson Twins,
Parry Music,
Sound Behaviour,
Lakeside,
Warsaw,
The Grass Roots,
Max Romeo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Main Source,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Divine Comedy,
Tears for Fears,
The Black Dice,
a-ha,
Black Pus,
Black Bananas,
Eli Mardock,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hoover,
The United States of America,
The Skatalites,
The Remains,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Robert Hood,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
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.