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 Dominica and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Patti Smith to the electroclash 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Peter & Gordon,
Hardrive,
FM Einheit,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Wake,
Marcia Griffiths,
Harpers Bizarre,
Trumans Water,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gong,
Delta 5,
The Human League,
MC5,
Barbara Tucker,
Depeche Mode,
Barclay James Harvest,
Max Romeo,
Mo-Dettes,
Massinfluence,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
China Crisis,
Roger Hodgson,
The Young Rascals,
The Invisible,
Wally Richardson,
Magazine,
The Electric Prunes,
Arthur Verocai,
Kurtis Blow,
The Cramps,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Aloha Tigers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jacob Miller,
Interpol,
Nik Kershaw,
The Pop Group,
Crooked Eye,
Piero Umiliani,
Gang Starr,
Q65,
Cymande,
Television Personalities,
Eve St. Jones,
Ohio Players,
Zapp,
Television,
June Days,
Guru Guru,
Marmalade,
Delon & Dalcan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rod Modell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blancmange,
Intrusion,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.