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 Togo and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Slick Rick to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger 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 chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
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,
The Pop Group,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Guru Guru,
Roger Hodgson,
Archie Shepp,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Bar-Kays,
Schoolly D,
Isaac Hayes,
Pierre Henry,
The Moleskins,
David McCallum,
Rekid,
Gerry Rafferty,
DJ Style,
DNA,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kenny Larkin,
Josef K,
Donald Byrd,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rotary Connection,
The Techniques,
Spandau Ballet,
Sugar Minott,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dead Boys,
Model 500,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bob Dylan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Erasure,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Shuggie Otis,
Wasted Youth,
Massinfluence,
Grandmaster Flash,
Essential Logic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Robert Hood,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marvin Gaye,
the Sonics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Wally Richardson,
Flipper,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gong,
Danielle Patucci,
Altered Images,
Funkadelic,
Maleditus Sound,
Accadde A,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eli Mardock,
Toni Rubio,
Carl Craig,
Ken Boothe,
Erykah Badu,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.