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 Bahamas and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Michelle Simonal to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
David Bowie,
Maurizio,
Graham Central Station,
Cecil Taylor,
the Soft Cell,
Babytalk,
The Zeros,
Gastr Del Sol,
Essential Logic,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jacob Miller,
Max Romeo,
Theoretical Girls,
John Coltrane,
Matthew Bourne,
Blancmange,
Jerry's Kids,
Yellowson,
The Fire Engines,
Sparks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
June of 44,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott Heron,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wolf Eyes,
Trumans Water,
Pussy Galore,
DNA,
The Motions,
Unwound,
The Red Krayola,
Ultravox,
Organ,
The Busters,
Charles Mingus,
Can,
Faust,
The Mojo Men,
Icehouse,
Aloha Tigers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
New Age Steppers,
Gichy Dan,
The Saints,
Boredoms,
Nik Kershaw,
Joensuu 1685,
DJ Sneak,
Rotary Connection,
The Pop Group,
Kas Product,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Morten Harket,
Deepchord,
Kayak,
Tres Demented,
Joey Negro,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.