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 Morocco and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare 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 Scratch Acid to the grunge 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Isaac Hayes,
The Modern Lovers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
These Immortal Souls,
Lalann,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Monolake,
Simply Red,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joy Division,
Grey Daturas,
Make Up,
Porter Ricks,
Reuben Wilson,
Fat Boys,
Joe Smooth,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pulsallama,
Toni Rubio,
Interpol,
Mantronix,
Yazoo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Massinfluence,
Qualms,
Pharoah Sanders,
Echospace,
Bluetip,
Spandau Ballet,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Franke,
Girls At Our Best!,
Swell Maps,
Robert Görl,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Byrd,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Todd Terry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Arcadia,
Easy Going,
ABBA,
Ronnie Foster,
Byron Stingily,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tom Boy,
Stetsasonic,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Amon Düül II,
World's Most,
MC5,
Michelle Simonal,
The American Breed,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.