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 Oman and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bob Dylan to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Niagra,
Steve Hackett,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Leonard Cohen,
Ultra Naté,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
AZ,
Chris & Cosey,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grey Daturas,
DJ Sneak,
Bobby Womack,
Lou Reed,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Franke,
Cal Tjader,
Sparks,
Ultravox,
Arab on Radar,
Crooked Eye,
Easy Going,
The Slackers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fatback Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
DNA,
Sixth Finger,
The Index,
Television Personalities,
Symarip,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ludus,
Make Up,
Charles Mingus,
Vainqueur,
The Vogues,
Lungfish,
U.S. Maple,
Dead Boys,
Flamin' Groovies,
EPMD,
Blossom Toes,
Bill Wells,
The Gun Club,
MC5,
Das Ding,
Lucky Dragons,
Kerri Chandler,
Zero Boys,
Urselle,
Black Sheep,
This Heat,
Half Japanese,
Letta Mbulu,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Loose Ends,
Eden Ahbez,
Qualms,
The Grass Roots,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.