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 China and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 the Human League to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Deakin,
Ohio Players,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David Axelrod,
Tom Boy,
The Victims,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Zeros,
Henry Cow,
Mandrill,
Tres Demented,
Dual Sessions,
Rapeman,
Quantec,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pharoah Sanders,
FM Einheit,
Country Teasers,
Silicon Teens,
Charles Mingus,
Parry Music,
Clear Light,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wire,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Monks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Liliput,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aloha Tigers,
Ornette Coleman,
The Mummies,
The Stooges,
David Bowie,
Howard Jones,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skaos,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Piero Umiliani,
Mary Jane Girls,
New Age Steppers,
Sight & Sound,
Joe Smooth,
Bad Manners,
The Gladiators,
X-102,
Lalann,
Suicide,
The Saints,
T.S.O.L.,
The Dead C,
Kayak,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Easy Going,
The Golliwogs,
Gang of Four,
Nik Kershaw,
Au Pairs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.