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 Solomon Islands and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 Seoul and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Brothers Johnson to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
The Music Machine,
Ohio Players,
The Monochrome Set,
Quantec,
Curtis Mayfield,
Althea and Donna,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Urselle,
Theoretical Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
Blossom Toes,
Fad Gadget,
Cymande,
The Moleskins,
Schoolly D,
Negative Approach,
Steve Hackett,
Susan Cadogan,
Inner City,
Guru Guru,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fear,
The Moody Blues,
Erasure,
Blancmange,
The Wake,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Oblivians,
Alphaville,
Easy Going,
Zero Boys,
Lungfish,
Roger Hodgson,
Black Flag,
Arab on Radar,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minutemen,
The Birthday Party,
E-Dancer,
Gang Starr,
Excepter,
Dawn Penn,
The Beau Brummels,
Bluetip,
Letta Mbulu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Detroit Cobras,
ABBA,
David Bowie,
Tomorrow,
Q65,
The Barracudas,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Black Dice,
Peter & Gordon,
Agent Orange,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.