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 Comoros and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Rotary Connection to the grime 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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Hot Snakes,
Quando Quango,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ossler,
Deepchord,
OOIOO,
the Normal,
Johnny Clarke,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ralphi Rosario,
JFA,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Slackers,
the Sonics,
Minutemen,
The Doobie Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
Patti Smith,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brass Construction,
The Smiths,
The Kinks,
Gang Green,
Sandy B,
kango's stein massive,
MC5,
The Velvet Underground,
Underground Resistance,
Babytalk,
Surgeon,
Suburban Knight,
Letta Mbulu,
Monks,
Sound Behaviour,
Ultravox,
Black Sheep,
Lungfish,
the Soft Cell,
Minnie Riperton,
The Electric Prunes,
Alison Limerick,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marc Almond,
Los Fastidios,
Bobby Sherman,
Moby Grape,
Jacob Miller,
Alton Ellis,
The Beau Brummels,
Joey Negro,
Index,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sun Ra,
Sam Rivers,
The Names,
Bang On A Can,
Anakelly,
Pole,
Kurtis Blow,
Alphaville,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.