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 Lithuania and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the funk 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mummies,
Essential Logic,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobby Byrd,
Al Stewart,
Bush Tetras,
The Durutti Column,
Man Parrish,
Absolute Body Control,
Scratch Acid,
Bad Manners,
The Buckinghams,
Iggy Pop,
The Toasters,
Agitation Free,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Siglo XX,
the Soft Cell,
Minny Pops,
MC5,
Danielle Patucci,
Junior Murvin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pet Shop Boys,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Beau Brummels,
Eden Ahbez,
Nas,
Crime,
Popol Vuh,
Bobby Sherman,
Connie Case,
The Dead C,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultimate Spinach,
Brothers Johnson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Kinks,
Reagan Youth,
Davy DMX,
Wally Richardson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Slits,
Adolescents,
Toni Rubio,
Soft Machine,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Sound,
Robert Wyatt,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Aloha Tigers,
Moby Grape,
Scrapy,
David Axelrod,
Moebius,
Accadde A,
Yazoo,
Nik Kershaw,
Blancmange,
The Black Dice,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.