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 Cuba and from New York.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Negative Approach,
Toni Rubio,
Parry Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ultravox,
Cheater Slicks,
Crooked Eye,
Roxette,
Peter & Gordon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Siglo XX,
Fad Gadget,
Trumans Water,
The Dirtbombs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scientists,
X-102,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gap Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
John Cale,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blake Baxter,
Gong,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rites of Spring,
Joey Negro,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Golliwogs,
Mission of Burma,
Desert Stars,
D'Angelo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Carl Craig,
Stereo Dub,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
David Axelrod,
Idris Muhammad,
Lebanon Hanover,
Alice Coltrane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Doors,
Bush Tetras,
Donald Byrd,
Depeche Mode,
Nils Olav,
The Gladiators,
Moby Grape,
John Coltrane,
Joyce Sims,
Avey Tare,
Hasil Adkins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rotary Connection,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Outsiders,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.