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 Switzerland and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Tim Buckley to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a B.T. Express record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
EPMD,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Visage,
Ludus,
Pere Ubu,
Skarface,
Fatback Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Pierre Henry,
The Golliwogs,
AZ,
Iggy Pop,
The Beau Brummels,
Tim Buckley,
Davy DMX,
a-ha,
The Associates,
The Doobie Brothers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
MDC,
Negative Approach,
The J.B.'s,
Lee Hazlewood,
Zero Boys,
The Stooges,
Schoolly D,
Fluxion,
Barrington Levy,
10cc,
Banda Bassotti,
Ten City,
The Raincoats,
Dennis Brown,
The Star Department,
Symarip,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sun City Girls,
Eden Ahbez,
Intrusion,
Cymande,
Liliput,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Brick,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers,
The Last Poets,
Royal Trux,
The Smoke,
Talk Talk,
X-Ray Spex,
Max Romeo,
June Days,
Anthony Braxton,
The Red Krayola,
La Düsseldorf,
Black Flag,
Vladislav Delay,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.