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 Nigeria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 sitar 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 The Motions to the techno 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
The Sound,
Alison Limerick,
Althea and Donna,
Anthony Braxton,
Aural Exciters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Grauzone,
Steve Hackett,
John Cale,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moody Blues,
Lou Christie,
Fatback Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Dark Day,
Circle Jerks,
Neu!,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Sonics,
Zapp,
Kerri Chandler,
Mantronix,
Roy Ayers,
Inner City,
John Foxx,
Motorama,
Big Daddy Kane,
Arthur Verocai,
Marc Almond,
Y Pants,
The Evens,
Main Source,
Danielle Patucci,
Jacques Brel,
The Move,
Angry Samoans,
The Divine Comedy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Flipper,
Altered Images,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Angels of Light,
Eurythmics,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Wally Richardson,
Scratch Acid,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lakeside,
June of 44,
H. Thieme,
Susan Cadogan,
Johnny Clarke,
Cameo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.