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 Guyana and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 David Bowie to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 sitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Tom Boy,
Q and Not U,
Japan,
Surgeon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The United States of America,
Negative Approach,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jacob Miller,
Vainqueur,
Nas,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Moby Grape,
Nation of Ulysses,
Talk Talk,
Todd Rundgren,
Jeff Mills,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Seeds,
Sällskapet,
The Pop Group,
Derrick Morgan,
The Misunderstood,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Blackbyrds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gong,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lungfish,
Smog,
Cheater Slicks,
Idris Muhammad,
OOIOO,
This Heat,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Standells,
The Shadows of Knight,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Birthday Party,
Bizarre Inc.,
ABC,
Wasted Youth,
Depeche Mode,
The Associates,
Mad Mike,
Pantaleimon,
Roy Ayers,
Jerry's Kids,
Drive Like Jehu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Last Poets,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Erasure,
Bang On A Can,
Gil Scott Heron,
Duran Duran,
The Young Rascals,
Massinfluence,
Ultravox,
Isaac Hayes,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.