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 Turkey and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Y Pants to the grunge 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Danielle Patucci,
Black Moon,
Gang Green,
LL Cool J,
Reuben Wilson,
Harmonia,
Stockholm Monsters,
Steve Hackett,
Dorothy Ashby,
Hashim,
Faraquet,
The Tremeloes,
Idris Muhammad,
The Leaves,
Banda Bassotti,
Easy Going,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ludus,
Crooked Eye,
Von Mondo,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Sheep,
Neil Young,
Sun Ra,
Sound Behaviour,
Thompson Twins,
The Cramps,
Nas,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Motions,
Maleditus Sound,
FM Einheit,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cecil Taylor,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ken Boothe,
Excepter,
Derrick Morgan,
Moebius,
Brick,
The Star Department,
Tears for Fears,
JFA,
Infiniti,
Todd Terry,
Harry Pussy,
The Litter,
The Detroit Cobras,
New Age Steppers,
Sonic Youth,
Dark Day,
Oblivians,
Moss Icon,
Average White Band,
Roy Ayers,
Procol Harum,
Gerry Rafferty,
Country Teasers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.