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 Macedonia and from Paris.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Misunderstood to the rap 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Average White Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scion,
Duran Duran,
The Fuzztones,
Siglo XX,
John Lydon,
Das Ding,
The Skatalites,
Echospace,
Interpol,
Crime,
The Human League,
Letta Mbulu,
The Stooges,
Soulsonic Force,
Faraquet,
Ornette Coleman,
Aswad,
Connie Case,
Yusef Lateef,
Fat Boys,
Bang On A Can,
Skaos,
Moss Icon,
James White and The Blacks,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mad Mike,
Ten City,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Mummies,
Lou Reed,
Dual Sessions,
The Golliwogs,
Suicide,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lower 48,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Buzzcocks,
Surgeon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Pus,
The Monochrome Set,
Model 500,
Pulsallama,
Black Bananas,
Sun City Girls,
Scrapy,
Hasil Adkins,
The Pretty Things,
Spandau Ballet,
Procol Harum,
Deepchord,
Rotary Connection,
Patti Smith,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.