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 Poland and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Kool Moe Dee to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Neu!,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cybotron,
Matthew Bourne,
Warren Ellis,
Boz Scaggs,
David Axelrod,
Bush Tetras,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soul II Soul,
Roy Ayers,
Faraquet,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cameo,
Panda Bear,
Dawn Penn,
Letta Mbulu,
Bootsy Collins,
Sun City Girls,
The Toasters,
Moby Grape,
Archie Shepp,
Brick,
The Electric Prunes,
Morten Harket,
Scrapy,
Q and Not U,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Grandmaster Flash,
Yusef Lateef,
Yaz,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bill Wells,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Laurel Aitken,
Severed Heads,
The Smoke,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
B.T. Express,
One Last Wish,
LL Cool J,
Cluster,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kayak,
Blake Baxter,
Peter & Gordon,
10cc,
F. McDonald,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Excepter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gong,
Nico,
Moss Icon,
H. Thieme,
ABC,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Country Joe & The Fish,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.