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 Dominican Republic and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cowsills to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Judy Mowatt,
Graham Central Station,
In Retrospect,
The Gladiators,
Black Flag,
Technova,
Mo-Dettes,
Minor Threat,
the Sonics,
Q and Not U,
Arcadia,
Robert Wyatt,
Faust,
Marmalade,
The Seeds,
Guru Guru,
Cameo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gichy Dan,
The Moleskins,
Brothers Johnson,
Urselle,
Johnny Clarke,
Unwound,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Offenders,
Stetsasonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fat Boys,
Sandy B,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Nas,
Ornette Coleman,
Lungfish,
The Invisible,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ken Boothe,
R.M.O.,
Gang of Four,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Misunderstood,
Popol Vuh,
Don Cherry,
Can,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Livin' Joy,
Delta 5,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marine Girls,
Robert Hood,
John Cale,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kayak,
Joyce Sims,
Accadde A,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Sonics,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Half Japanese,
Eric Dolphy,
Grey Daturas,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.