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 Iran and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gap Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gang Green,
Reagan Youth,
Gastr Del Sol,
World's Most,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ludus,
Robert Wyatt,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Sonics,
Laurel Aitken,
Liliput,
Dark Day,
New Age Steppers,
Lindisfarne,
Rosa Yemen,
Talk Talk,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Robert Görl,
Gang Starr,
Warsaw,
the Normal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ten City,
Amazonics,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scion,
Groovy Waters,
Trumans Water,
Glenn Branca,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Gladiators,
Porter Ricks,
Second Layer,
The Fuzztones,
The Techniques,
Colin Newman,
Boz Scaggs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Essential Logic,
The Saints,
Marmalade,
Deadbeat,
F. McDonald,
Basic Channel,
The Count Five,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Associates,
The Fire Engines,
The Cure,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wasted Youth,
Kas Product,
Duran Duran,
Joe Smooth,
Mad Mike,
EPMD,
Judy Mowatt,
Glambeats Corp.,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.