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 Slovakia and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Erasure to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Nick Fraelich,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Monks,
Little Man,
Smog,
The Modern Lovers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeff Lynne,
The Invisible,
Niagra,
The Raincoats,
Underground Resistance,
The Dave Clark Five,
Brothers Johnson,
Sight & Sound,
Swell Maps,
The Misunderstood,
Wings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter and Kerry,
New Age Steppers,
The Dead C,
a-ha,
Ultravox,
B.T. Express,
John Holt,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Toni Rubio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pere Ubu,
Max Romeo,
The Trojans,
EPMD,
David McCallum,
Ornette Coleman,
June Days,
The Blackbyrds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Swans,
the Association,
Prince Buster,
Severed Heads,
Bang On A Can,
Rites of Spring,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ken Boothe,
Shuggie Otis,
Marc Almond,
The Moody Blues,
The Birthday Party,
Monks,
Neil Young,
Scion,
Gong,
Soft Cell,
Mantronix,
Bluetip,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.