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 India 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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Spoonie Gee to the funk 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Audionom,
Jerry's Kids,
The Vogues,
The Human League,
The Cowsills,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ultravox,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Neu!,
Clear Light,
Tomorrow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Amon Düül,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Soul II Soul,
Bill Near,
Massinfluence,
Sound Behaviour,
The Modern Lovers,
Monolake,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
MC5,
Mark Hollis,
Bush Tetras,
Gil Scott Heron,
Von Mondo,
Idris Muhammad,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soft Machine,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Don Cherry,
The Motions,
Quantec,
Judy Mowatt,
Schoolly D,
Tom Boy,
Joey Negro,
Gang Green,
Toni Rubio,
The Gun Club,
The Raincoats,
Mandrill,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sex Pistols,
Stiv Bators,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kenny Larkin,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fire Engines,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Associates,
Anthony Braxton,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.