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 Indonesia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 Woodstock and Sao Paulo.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Massinfluence to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Groovy Waters,
Sparks,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Motions,
Neil Young,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rotary Connection,
Eddi Front,
Roxette,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Doors,
The Birthday Party,
Lalo Schifrin,
Amon Düül II,
Sandy B,
Oblivians,
Matthew Bourne,
Man Parrish,
Crooked Eye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Count Five,
Wings,
Boz Scaggs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Derrick Morgan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Swell Maps,
Pole,
Thompson Twins,
Magazine,
Ludus,
Lakeside,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pantaleimon,
Jeff Lynne,
Crispian St. Peters,
Stetsasonic,
Basic Channel,
Scan 7,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Desert Stars,
Charles Mingus,
The J.B.'s,
Heaven 17,
The Residents,
Cal Tjader,
Drexciya,
David Axelrod,
the Germs,
Erykah Badu,
The Golliwogs,
Wolf Eyes,
The Kinks,
Danielle Patucci,
Terry Callier,
B.T. Express,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.