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 Solomon Islands and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Marmalade to the techno 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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Soulsonic Force,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flipper,
Boz Scaggs,
Minny Pops,
Sun Ra,
The Detroit Cobras,
Godley & Creme,
The Count Five,
Masters at Work,
The Grass Roots,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Cramps,
Leonard Cohen,
Stiv Bators,
Traffic Nightmare,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Shoche,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Seeds,
the Human League,
The Young Rascals,
Gerry Rafferty,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Smog,
LL Cool J,
the Sonics,
Piero Umiliani,
Barbara Tucker,
Parry Music,
Mary Jane Girls,
Darondo,
KRS-One,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cecil Taylor,
Public Image Ltd.,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Brothers Johnson,
the Soft Cell,
Jacob Miller,
X-102,
Donald Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gong,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Slits,
Sugar Minott,
the Bar-Kays,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Germs,
Kool Moe Dee,
Isaac Hayes,
MC5,
Juan Atkins,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Names,
The Associates,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.