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 Jamaica and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 David Bowie 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the funk 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Marc Almond,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bad Manners,
Skarface,
The United States of America,
KRS-One,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ohio Players,
Boz Scaggs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Brass Construction,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Funkadelic,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Alison Limerick,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Cramps,
Scott Walker,
Hasil Adkins,
Johnny Clarke,
Grauzone,
La Düsseldorf,
Basic Channel,
Rosa Yemen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faust,
Grey Daturas,
the Bar-Kays,
John Holt,
The Residents,
Joe Smooth,
Fela Kuti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
X-102,
Animal Collective,
The Sonics,
D'Angelo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Monolake,
The Remains,
The Doors,
Ralphi Rosario,
Silicon Teens,
Television,
Delon & Dalcan,
New York Dolls,
Au Pairs,
The Five Americans,
Patti Smith,
Los Fastidios,
New Age Steppers,
Gang of Four,
Thompson Twins,
Unrelated Segments,
ABBA,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Victims,
Japan,
Deakin,
Spoonie Gee,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.