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 Eritrea and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 World's Most to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soft Machine,
Toni Rubio,
Electric Prunes,
The Moleskins,
FM Einheit,
X-101,
Gil Scott Heron,
Aloha Tigers,
The Kinks,
Sixth Finger,
Jandek,
DJ Sneak,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Chrome,
Wally Richardson,
Ice-T,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
cv313,
Lindisfarne,
Eric B and Rakim,
Heaven 17,
The Barracudas,
Marvin Gaye,
Anthony Braxton,
Icehouse,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Qualms,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Darondo,
Soulsonic Force,
Eden Ahbez,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
AZ,
Agitation Free,
Roxy Music,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Electric Prunes,
Barry Ungar,
Sexual Harrassment,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Matthew Halsall,
Althea and Donna,
Cybotron,
Stetsasonic,
Gang Starr,
Scott Walker,
Excepter,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Smiths,
The Cowsills,
Radiohead,
Fat Boys,
Hasil Adkins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Residents,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Terrestrial Tones,
Arab on Radar,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Audionom,
The Offenders,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.