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 Madagascar and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the grunge 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
The Selecter,
Duran Duran,
the Sonics,
Scientists,
Camouflage,
These Immortal Souls,
Black Pus,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joe Smooth,
Bill Wells,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Blossom Toes,
Big Daddy Kane,
K-Klass,
Yusef Lateef,
Lindisfarne,
Derrick Morgan,
Radio Birdman,
Thee Headcoats,
Ohio Players,
Camberwell Now,
Yaz,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Boz Scaggs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Aswad,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pole,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Evens,
Interpol,
Das Ding,
The Mojo Men,
Ornette Coleman,
DJ Style,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gories,
Ludus,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lou Christie,
DNA,
The Pretty Things,
Soft Machine,
Whodini,
Alton Ellis,
Eli Mardock,
Marine Girls,
Bronski Beat,
ABC,
The Walker Brothers,
the Soft Cell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masters at Work,
Harpers Bizarre,
Frankie Knuckles,
Freddie Wadling,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.