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 Monaco and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Skarface to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Max Romeo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alphaville,
Delta 5,
Charles Mingus,
New Age Steppers,
The Associates,
Donny Hathaway,
Scratch Acid,
Panda Bear,
Scientists,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Robert Görl,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Saccharine Trust,
U.S. Maple,
Kerri Chandler,
The Cowsills,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scrapy,
Subhumans,
Technova,
Peter & Gordon,
Spoonie Gee,
Heaven 17,
Rekid,
Main Source,
The Searchers,
Cybotron,
Marc Almond,
Altered Images,
These Immortal Souls,
Depeche Mode,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Japan,
The Five Americans,
Isaac Hayes,
Trumans Water,
The Gladiators,
The Skatalites,
JFA,
The Barracudas,
The Smoke,
The Gap Band,
Radio Birdman,
One Last Wish,
The Modern Lovers,
Au Pairs,
Slave,
Shuggie Otis,
Smog,
Dawn Penn,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Groovy Waters,
Kenny Larkin,
cv313,
The Angels of Light,
Yaz,
DJ Sneak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.