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 Indonesia and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin 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 Leonard Cohen to the crunk 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Von Mondo,
Negative Approach,
Amon Düül,
Todd Rundgren,
Groovy Waters,
Bizarre Inc.,
KRS-One,
Bobby Sherman,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nirvana,
The Dead C,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Alphaville,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kas Product,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scratch Acid,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Pretty Things,
Dorothy Ashby,
Brothers Johnson,
Organ,
Basic Channel,
New Age Steppers,
Ken Boothe,
the Fania All-Stars,
Joe Smooth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Mummies,
Terry Callier,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Selecter,
Young Marble Giants,
Surgeon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Unwound,
The Divine Comedy,
Sonic Youth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Rakim,
Sight & Sound,
Simply Red,
Television,
Soulsonic Force,
Banda Bassotti,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Busters,
Godley & Creme,
John Lydon,
Rotary Connection,
Soft Machine,
Scion,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.