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 Panama and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba 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 Oneida to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Lee Hazlewood,
Radiohead,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Youth Brigade,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Monks,
Thompson Twins,
Traffic Nightmare,
Deadbeat,
Jacob Miller,
The Happenings,
Zero Boys,
Icehouse,
Scan 7,
Scratch Acid,
Harry Pussy,
The Saints,
Lebanon Hanover,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brass Construction,
U.S. Maple,
The Offenders,
Swans,
Thee Headcoats,
Glenn Branca,
Average White Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dave Gahan,
Make Up,
Kenny Larkin,
Cluster,
Piero Umiliani,
Roy Ayers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Erykah Badu,
KRS-One,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Livin' Joy,
The Grass Roots,
Idris Muhammad,
Henry Cow,
Trumans Water,
The Associates,
Delta 5,
Gang of Four,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deepchord,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fortunes,
Connie Case,
Joe Finger,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Move,
Michelle Simonal,
Infiniti,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Smiths,
Faust,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.