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 Equatorial Guinea and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe 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 Delon & Dalcan to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Hashim,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Grey Daturas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Basic Channel,
DJ Style,
Roxy Music,
Todd Rundgren,
Malaria!,
Ronan,
Bill Near,
Aaron Thompson,
a-ha,
Second Layer,
Iggy Pop,
Ponytail,
Roy Ayers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gang of Four,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Arcadia,
The Blues Magoos,
The Last Poets,
Absolute Body Control,
Mission of Burma,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brand Nubian,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Loose Ends,
The Evens,
David Axelrod,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Guru Guru,
Carl Craig,
Lower 48,
Cheater Slicks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Radiohead,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ice-T,
Flipper,
The Electric Prunes,
Inner City,
Lou Reed,
Gabor Szabo,
Anthony Braxton,
Camberwell Now,
48th St. Collective,
Ohio Players,
The Cowsills,
Pere Ubu,
Tres Demented,
Country Teasers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kenny Larkin,
Amazonics,
Neu!,
Theoretical Girls,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.