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 Netherlands and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Stetsasonic to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Drive Like Jehu,
Todd Rundgren,
10cc,
Oneida,
Ludus,
Faust,
Minutemen,
Harpers Bizarre,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scrapy,
Toni Rubio,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marvin Gaye,
Yaz,
Brand Nubian,
Quantec,
Oblivians,
Leonard Cohen,
Essential Logic,
The Mummies,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bill Near,
Eden Ahbez,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bauhaus,
Rufus Thomas,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Roy Ayers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Morten Harket,
Index,
Mantronix,
Gong,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Dave Clark Five,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lakeside,
Livin' Joy,
The Monks,
The Count Five,
Stetsasonic,
Warren Ellis,
Michelle Simonal,
Rosa Yemen,
Eli Mardock,
The New Christs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Patti Smith,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scientists,
U.S. Maple,
The Gladiators,
Television Personalities,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ken Boothe,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lyres,
The Litter,
Rotary Connection,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.