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 Laos and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Colin Newman to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fela Kuti,
The Buckinghams,
Livin' Joy,
Radiohead,
Symarip,
The Walker Brothers,
Index,
Accadde A,
Dual Sessions,
Marvin Gaye,
Wasted Youth,
Pere Ubu,
Gong,
Jeff Lynne,
Youth Brigade,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jeff Mills,
Lalo Schifrin,
Charles Mingus,
The Dirtbombs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Throbbing Gristle,
Masters at Work,
Altered Images,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Motorama,
Sällskapet,
The Durutti Column,
Glenn Branca,
Sister Nancy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kevin Saunderson,
F. McDonald,
Robert Görl,
Kayak,
Tim Buckley,
The Fire Engines,
Girls At Our Best!,
Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Archie Shepp,
Black Pus,
Pantaleimon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Flash Fearless,
Bluetip,
These Immortal Souls,
Rufus Thomas,
Rakim,
Mr. Review,
Sight & Sound,
Scientists,
Don Cherry,
Pole,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Skarface,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.