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 Mauritius and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Alison Limerick 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
Neu!,
Q65,
The Zeros,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Erykah Badu,
Surgeon,
Bang On A Can,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Agent Orange,
DNA,
Rod Modell,
The Saints,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eden Ahbez,
Anakelly,
Bizarre Inc.,
New Order,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cymande,
The Music Machine,
Adolescents,
Excepter,
Hardrive,
Lou Christie,
Visage,
The Dave Clark Five,
Warren Ellis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fad Gadget,
Brass Construction,
Howard Jones,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Radiopuhelimet,
Boogie Down Productions,
June Days,
Idris Muhammad,
Drexciya,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Unrelated Segments,
Yaz,
The Mojo Men,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Moody Blues,
Deadbeat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Blake Baxter,
Minnie Riperton,
Eddi Front,
Frankie Knuckles,
John Cale,
KRS-One,
Bush Tetras,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Fugs,
Davy DMX,
Babytalk,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.