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 Switzerland and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the dance 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
ABBA,
Warsaw,
Sparks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fluxion,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Shoche,
The Human League,
Marcia Griffiths,
Blossom Toes,
Liliput,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Young Rascals,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Slackers,
Mars,
Spandau Ballet,
Gang Starr,
Gil Scott Heron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Modern Lovers,
Trumans Water,
Intrusion,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed,
The Monks,
Fela Kuti,
The Beau Brummels,
cv313,
Swell Maps,
Robert Hood,
Sun City Girls,
Essential Logic,
Ronnie Foster,
Popol Vuh,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fear,
Donny Hathaway,
Bush Tetras,
The Blues Magoos,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hoover,
Aloha Tigers,
Lower 48,
Camouflage,
Bobby Womack,
Das Ding,
Absolute Body Control,
Bauhaus,
Brick,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crime,
the Sonics,
The Alarm Clocks,
Derrick May,
Japan,
The Cramps,
Dead Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.