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 Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Count Five to the funk 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Eden Ahbez,
Pylon,
Silicon Teens,
Bronski Beat,
Oneida,
Sun City Girls,
The Durutti Column,
Throbbing Gristle,
Hasil Adkins,
Von Mondo,
Altered Images,
Juan Atkins,
Pulsallama,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Sonics,
The Count Five,
The Move,
Whodini,
The Remains,
Animal Collective,
Kaleidoscope,
Bobby Hutcherson,
FM Einheit,
Man Parrish,
Oblivians,
The Doobie Brothers,
New Order,
Ten City,
The Mojo Men,
Sandy B,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lakeside,
Soul II Soul,
Frankie Knuckles,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Buckinghams,
Metal Thangz,
Deakin,
Intrusion,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sun Ra,
Barrington Levy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jandek,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jeff Mills,
Barry Ungar,
OOIOO,
Arcadia,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The New Christs,
John Lydon,
The Dead C,
Laurel Aitken,
Barbara Tucker,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.