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 Brazil and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Roy Ayers to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dual Sessions,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Barracudas,
Joy Division,
The Moleskins,
Drive Like Jehu,
8 Eyed Spy,
Wire,
Jandek,
Gregory Isaacs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
MDC,
Derrick Morgan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Urselle,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Man Parrish,
Sight & Sound,
the Bar-Kays,
Chrome,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Country Teasers,
DNA,
Cluster,
Von Mondo,
The Raincoats,
Iggy Pop,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
PIL,
Tomorrow,
The Knickerbockers,
Judy Mowatt,
Underground Resistance,
Jeff Mills,
The Mojo Men,
R.M.O.,
The Offenders,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Main Source,
Black Bananas,
Funky Four + One,
Dave Gahan,
John Cale,
Brick,
Arcadia,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
FM Einheit,
MC5,
Marine Girls,
Gichy Dan,
Neil Young,
Arab on Radar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pere Ubu,
Rakim,
Sonic Youth,
Television,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.