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 Swaziland and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 mellotron 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 Glenn Branca to the grime 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Circle Jerks,
Black Sheep,
Steve Hackett,
Byron Stingily,
Roxette,
Eden Ahbez,
Rufus Thomas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Second Layer,
Moss Icon,
The Young Rascals,
Drexciya,
Quando Quango,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Donny Hathaway,
Pharoah Sanders,
Matthew Bourne,
a-ha,
Kerrie Biddell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Man Eating Sloth,
Radio Birdman,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Subhumans,
Maurizio,
ABBA,
Rosa Yemen,
Curtis Mayfield,
Television Personalities,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Reuben Wilson,
Todd Terry,
The Move,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fear,
China Crisis,
Country Teasers,
Tomorrow,
Ronnie Foster,
Pussy Galore,
The Misunderstood,
the Normal,
Black Pus,
Mission of Burma,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fela Kuti,
Wings,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fad Gadget,
The Doobie Brothers,
DJ Sneak,
The Neon Judgement,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Todd Rundgren,
Massinfluence,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Neil Young,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ultra Naté,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.