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 Bolivia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fear 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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
David Axelrod,
Maleditus Sound,
the Human League,
Circle Jerks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Roxy Music,
Amon Düül,
Smog,
Flash Fearless,
Shoche,
Godley & Creme,
Carl Craig,
Lalo Schifrin,
Howard Jones,
Minutemen,
X-101,
MDC,
X-102,
Guru Guru,
Parry Music,
Alphaville,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ten City,
Hot Snakes,
Kurtis Blow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
Franke,
48th St. Collective,
Junior Murvin,
Cheater Slicks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Seeds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerri Chandler,
Delta 5,
Subhumans,
The Sonics,
Malaria!,
Marine Girls,
Chris & Cosey,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bizarre Inc.,
Popol Vuh,
T. Rex,
Excepter,
Scott Walker,
Marmalade,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nik Kershaw,
Can,
Lou Reed,
Sex Pistols,
Isaac Hayes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sexual Harrassment,
Desert Stars,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.