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 France and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Tom Boy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
LL Cool J,
T.S.O.L.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Moebius,
Parry Music,
Public Image Ltd.,
Flamin' Groovies,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soul II Soul,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bob Dylan,
Jeff Lynne,
Echospace,
T. Rex,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Swell Maps,
Angry Samoans,
Pantytec,
Barrington Levy,
Arthur Verocai,
Amazonics,
Rosa Yemen,
Letta Mbulu,
DNA,
DJ Style,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Pop Group,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dark Day,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Stockholm Monsters,
Robert Wyatt,
This Heat,
Icehouse,
F. McDonald,
Audionom,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Graham Central Station,
Shuggie Otis,
Jawbox,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crash Course in Science,
Brothers Johnson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Soft Machine,
Sun Ra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fatback Band,
B.T. Express,
Sister Nancy,
Donald Byrd,
The Music Machine,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.