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 Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cameo to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Bobby Sherman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pharoah Sanders,
Masters at Work,
Amon Düül,
Ituana,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Animal Collective,
These Immortal Souls,
Blancmange,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
June Days,
Audionom,
Das Ding,
Gabor Szabo,
Lyres,
Hasil Adkins,
Chris Corsano,
Minny Pops,
The Barracudas,
Smog,
Technova,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Barclay James Harvest,
Von Mondo,
The Pretty Things,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Oneida,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Swans,
H. Thieme,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Organ,
Dennis Brown,
Blossom Toes,
Sonic Youth,
Eric Dolphy,
Duran Duran,
Symarip,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eurythmics,
Moss Icon,
The United States of America,
Unwound,
Black Flag,
Make Up,
Tropical Tobacco,
Minnie Riperton,
Soft Machine,
Graham Central Station,
Crispy Ambulance,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Connie Case,
DJ Sneak,
Amazonics,
Piero Umiliani,
John Coltrane,
48th St. Collective,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.