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 Kuwait and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron 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 Suburban Knight to the dance 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Charles Mingus,
Jeff Lynne,
Patti Smith,
Yellowson,
PIL,
Black Pus,
Archie Shepp,
Flamin' Groovies,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
This Heat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Alphaville,
Easy Going,
Fluxion,
Inner City,
Talk Talk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Royal Trux,
The Kinks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Boz Scaggs,
B.T. Express,
Shoche,
Excepter,
Chris & Cosey,
The Last Poets,
R.M.O.,
T.S.O.L.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Monks,
Cluster,
The Neon Judgement,
Bad Manners,
Flipper,
Althea and Donna,
Crispian St. Peters,
Theoretical Girls,
Mission of Burma,
Blossom Toes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lee Hazlewood,
Boredoms,
The Fortunes,
T. Rex,
Heaven 17,
The Gladiators,
Peter and Kerry,
F. McDonald,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bronski Beat,
Ultimate Spinach,
Tom Boy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Skriet,
Niagra,
Eric Copeland,
Ultravox,
Terry Callier,
Robert Wyatt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.