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 Hungary and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 Ohio Players to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Toni Rubio,
Godley & Creme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sparks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Avey Tare,
Pet Shop Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Japan,
Black Bananas,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sun Ra,
Peter & Gordon,
Intrusion,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Con Funk Shun,
Roy Ayers,
The Count Five,
DJ Sneak,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Fortunes,
MDC,
The Gun Club,
Amazonics,
Jacob Miller,
The Evens,
Ronnie Foster,
Byron Stingily,
X-102,
Urselle,
Von Mondo,
Aswad,
Ituana,
Au Pairs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Alton Ellis,
The Angels of Light,
The American Breed,
Absolute Body Control,
Jeru the Damaja,
Inner City,
Zapp,
Jerry's Kids,
Easy Going,
Eve St. Jones,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Roger Hodgson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Patti Smith,
Warsaw,
Lakeside,
The Divine Comedy,
One Last Wish,
Soul Sonic Force,
Organ,
Josef K,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Holt,
Gong,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.