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 Colombia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Sun City Girls to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Guru Guru,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barry Ungar,
Mandrill,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sparks,
David Axelrod,
The Velvet Underground,
Tim Buckley,
The Red Krayola,
Schoolly D,
CMW,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
ABBA,
the Association,
T.S.O.L.,
The Gories,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
kango's stein massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Underground Resistance,
Boz Scaggs,
Depeche Mode,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Accadde A,
Bronski Beat,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tom Boy,
The Monochrome Set,
Massinfluence,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Glenn Branca,
Yusef Lateef,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hoover,
Darondo,
Wire,
Rotary Connection,
Talk Talk,
Gregory Isaacs,
Model 500,
Kas Product,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Amon Düül II,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Skatalites,
Lalann,
The Vogues,
Duran Duran,
Adolescents,
Urselle,
Organ,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Johnny Clarke,
The Smiths,
Kurtis Blow,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.