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 Maldives and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Moss Icon 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Black Flag,
Don Cherry,
Barbara Tucker,
EPMD,
Flash Fearless,
B.T. Express,
DNA,
Tommy Roe,
Sister Nancy,
Severed Heads,
Smog,
Underground Resistance,
Amazonics,
Zapp,
Harmonia,
Sam Rivers,
Lindisfarne,
Fat Boys,
Brothers Johnson,
Juan Atkins,
Aloha Tigers,
Mantronix,
Lakeside,
Ralphi Rosario,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Modern Lovers,
Robert Wyatt,
Suicide,
The Searchers,
China Crisis,
Lalann,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pierre Henry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Yellowson,
Sparks,
Tim Buckley,
the Soft Cell,
Masters at Work,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Spoonie Gee,
Nik Kershaw,
Motorama,
La Düsseldorf,
JFA,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Television,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Man Eating Sloth,
Liliput,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultravox,
Average White Band,
Tres Demented,
The Residents,
The Sonics,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ohio Players,
The Star Department,
Girls At Our Best!,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.