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 Mauritius and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 ABC to the rock 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Sonics,
Delta 5,
Sixth Finger,
Amon Düül,
Intrusion,
UT,
Nils Olav,
Ultra Naté,
Lower 48,
Cecil Taylor,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scientists,
Vladislav Delay,
Laurel Aitken,
The Sonics,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gastr Del Sol,
Deepchord,
Grey Daturas,
The New Christs,
Shuggie Otis,
Sugar Minott,
Crooked Eye,
the Swans,
Motorama,
The Gladiators,
The Cowsills,
Cameo,
Clear Light,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mo-Dettes,
Heaven 17,
Stereo Dub,
Ornette Coleman,
Erasure,
The Tremeloes,
Sound Behaviour,
the Germs,
Negative Approach,
Ronnie Foster,
Monolake,
Toni Rubio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
Black Moon,
Juan Atkins,
Wasted Youth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Moby Grape,
Excepter,
Soulsonic Force,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alphaville,
Al Stewart,
ABBA,
Silicon Teens,
David McCallum,
Pierre Henry,
Vainqueur,
China Crisis,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.