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 Azerbaijan and from Paris.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Soft Machine to the jazz 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger 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?
Joyce Sims,
Tubeway Army,
Pantaleimon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
10cc,
Bang On A Can,
Mr. Review,
The Blackbyrds,
Maurizio,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Anthony Braxton,
Subhumans,
Nico,
Basic Channel,
Sixth Finger,
Rakim,
The Smoke,
The Red Krayola,
Radiohead,
Monolake,
Donny Hathaway,
Girls At Our Best!,
Outsiders,
Gang Starr,
Janne Schatter,
DNA,
the Sonics,
Hot Snakes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Con Funk Shun,
Zero Boys,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Minutemen,
Model 500,
The Residents,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Crooked Eye,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joy Division,
Shoche,
Black Flag,
Reagan Youth,
Khruangbin,
Altered Images,
kango's stein massive,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cure,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Shuggie Otis,
Intrusion,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Doors,
Kaleidoscope,
Make Up,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Oblivians,
Ralphi Rosario,
Unrelated Segments,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.