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 Uruguay and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 MC5 to the jazz 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Bill Near,
Jeru the Damaja,
David Bowie,
The Associates,
Duran Duran,
Black Sheep,
Mandrill,
Soft Machine,
The Electric Prunes,
Massinfluence,
Kevin Saunderson,
JFA,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
David McCallum,
Jeff Mills,
Inner City,
48th St. Collective,
Amon Düül II,
Neu!,
Frankie Knuckles,
Chris Corsano,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Toasters,
Electric Prunes,
Pantaleimon,
Joe Smooth,
John Lydon,
Avey Tare,
Henry Cow,
Roy Ayers,
Patti Smith,
Fluxion,
Radiohead,
Kayak,
Technova,
Faraquet,
Slave,
Circle Jerks,
MDC,
Nico,
Isaac Hayes,
Swans,
B.T. Express,
Arthur Verocai,
T. Rex,
Magma,
Thompson Twins,
Sugar Minott,
Monolake,
Lebanon Hanover,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Chrome,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eric Dolphy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ronnie Foster,
X-101,
Jimmy McGriff,
Junior Murvin,
Al Stewart,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.