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 Brunei and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 spring reverb 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 New Age Steppers to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Association,
Saccharine Trust,
Interpol,
T.S.O.L.,
Graham Central Station,
Infiniti,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Delta 5,
The Vogues,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Desert Stars,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Al Stewart,
The Monochrome Set,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
KRS-One,
The Modern Lovers,
DJ Style,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brand Nubian,
Terry Callier,
Surgeon,
Rosa Yemen,
Loose Ends,
The Searchers,
Khruangbin,
Marmalade,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Buckinghams,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Amon Düül II,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Zeros,
Jandek,
Alice Coltrane,
Ohio Players,
Absolute Body Control,
Lee Hazlewood,
Los Fastidios,
Ponytail,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Guru Guru,
The Velvet Underground,
Laurel Aitken,
Pagans,
Kerri Chandler,
Marvin Gaye,
Neu!,
The Move,
The Remains,
Barbara Tucker,
Alison Limerick,
Eurythmics,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
Unwound,
World's Most,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.