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 Namibia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Godley & Creme to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
the Human League,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eli Mardock,
Royal Trux,
Gil Scott Heron,
ABC,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fear,
Sister Nancy,
MC5,
The Sound,
Mantronix,
Amon Düül II,
Freddie Wadling,
Oneida,
Khruangbin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Infiniti,
The Toasters,
Lucky Dragons,
The Move,
Nico,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rotary Connection,
Supertramp,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Buckinghams,
Gang of Four,
Bush Tetras,
Ornette Coleman,
The Neon Judgement,
Joensuu 1685,
Bad Manners,
Index,
Godley & Creme,
Mr. Review,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lalann,
Bobby Hutcherson,
T.S.O.L.,
Dead Boys,
The Red Krayola,
Electric Prunes,
Crooked Eye,
Sam Rivers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Malaria!,
Section 25,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Human League,
Barrington Levy,
Avey Tare,
Marine Girls,
The Doors,
Boz Scaggs,
The Offenders,
Todd Terry,
Robert Wyatt,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.