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 Bulgaria and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ice-T to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Flesh Eaters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Japan,
The Doors,
Juan Atkins,
David Bowie,
Ronan,
The Zeros,
Graham Central Station,
The Gap Band,
Warsaw,
Barclay James Harvest,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Zero Boys,
Bronski Beat,
Amazonics,
Reuben Wilson,
Jawbox,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Intrusion,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hashim,
The Moody Blues,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joey Negro,
Pierre Henry,
Blake Baxter,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Real Kids,
Terrestrial Tones,
Davy DMX,
Grandmaster Flash,
Franke,
Brothers Johnson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Babytalk,
Scratch Acid,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Crispian St. Peters,
Quando Quango,
AZ,
Arcadia,
Visage,
Popol Vuh,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Association,
Supertramp,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
June of 44,
Frankie Knuckles,
48th St. Collective,
Vainqueur,
The Buckinghams,
Eric B and Rakim,
U.S. Maple,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.