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 Cyprus and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Detroit Cobras to the grunge 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Basic Channel,
The Remains,
Joey Negro,
UT,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Velvet Underground,
Faraquet,
Heaven 17,
Can,
Popol Vuh,
Sugar Minott,
Anakelly,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Mummies,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eddi Front,
Unrelated Segments,
Talk Talk,
FM Einheit,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Deepchord,
Idris Muhammad,
The Trojans,
Fluxion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mark Hollis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Los Fastidios,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Fuzztones,
Boz Scaggs,
The Electric Prunes,
The Moody Blues,
Arthur Verocai,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
a-ha,
Thompson Twins,
Ken Boothe,
Letta Mbulu,
Spoonie Gee,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Derrick Morgan,
Model 500,
Donny Hathaway,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fortunes,
X-101,
Scion,
Robert Wyatt,
Stetsasonic,
Funkadelic,
New Order,
Michelle Simonal,
Joyce Sims,
Surgeon,
MC5,
Suburban Knight,
Audionom,
Fat Boys,
Pole,
Second Layer,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.