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 Colombia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 ABBA to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Aaron Thompson,
New Age Steppers,
Rapeman,
Barrington Levy,
Neil Young,
kango's stein massive,
The Moody Blues,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Normal,
Marshall Jefferson,
Laurel Aitken,
Sound Behaviour,
Arcadia,
Hot Snakes,
Sun City Girls,
Echospace,
Public Image Ltd.,
Glenn Branca,
Moebius,
Cybotron,
the Sonics,
Gabor Szabo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tim Buckley,
Blossom Toes,
New York Dolls,
Inner City,
DJ Style,
Johnny Clarke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aural Exciters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rekid,
Surgeon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bill Near,
Roy Ayers,
Shoche,
Avey Tare,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed,
Nils Olav,
Eric Dolphy,
Franke,
John Cale,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gun Club,
Jesper Dahlback,
Steve Hackett,
Average White Band,
Lakeside,
Albert Ayler,
The J.B.'s,
John Foxx,
Letta Mbulu,
Simply Red,
James White and The Blacks,
David Axelrod,
Joe Smooth,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.