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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 The Young Rascals to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
China Crisis,
the Sonics,
Babytalk,
Byron Stingily,
The Walker Brothers,
Funky Four + One,
Mantronix,
cv313,
The Young Rascals,
Marcia Griffiths,
Franke,
Gang Green,
Siglo XX,
Sun City Girls,
Jeff Mills,
Qualms,
T. Rex,
Clear Light,
Jimmy McGriff,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Supertramp,
Malaria!,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Con Funk Shun,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Misunderstood,
The Golliwogs,
The Last Poets,
Radio Birdman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Neu!,
Monolake,
Cheater Slicks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Altered Images,
F. McDonald,
48th St. Collective,
John Cale,
Monks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scott Walker,
Jerry Gold Smith,
New Order,
The Cowsills,
Sarah Menescal,
KRS-One,
Spandau Ballet,
Erykah Badu,
Vainqueur,
The Star Department,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blossom Toes,
Barrington Levy,
Rod Modell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Livin' Joy,
Aural Exciters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Massinfluence,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.