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 Suriname and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ohio Players to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kayak,
The Doors,
The Martian,
Rites of Spring,
New Order,
Dave Gahan,
Zero Boys,
Heaven 17,
The Gladiators,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Stooges,
Echospace,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Livin' Joy,
LL Cool J,
the Soft Cell,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
ABC,
Stetsasonic,
Bluetip,
Mars,
Robert Görl,
Theoretical Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
Glenn Branca,
Pylon,
Tomorrow,
Terry Callier,
Schoolly D,
The Buckinghams,
Kerrie Biddell,
Altered Images,
Icehouse,
Alison Limerick,
Jeru the Damaja,
Alphaville,
The Misunderstood,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minny Pops,
Terrestrial Tones,
Whodini,
Andrew Hill,
OOIOO,
The Zeros,
Junior Murvin,
The Tremeloes,
Aaron Thompson,
Soul II Soul,
Donny Hathaway,
Tres Demented,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eddi Front,
The Searchers,
the Normal,
Juan Atkins,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.