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 Poland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Misunderstood to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Peter & Gordon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pantaleimon,
Swans,
KRS-One,
The Velvet Underground,
The Blues Magoos,
Amon Düül II,
Terrestrial Tones,
New Age Steppers,
DJ Style,
Sparks,
Country Teasers,
Marine Girls,
Funky Four + One,
Chrome,
Matthew Halsall,
Godley & Creme,
David McCallum,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang Green,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Normal,
Model 500,
Radiohead,
Piero Umiliani,
Yellowson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Audionom,
Infiniti,
The Victims,
Sonic Youth,
Bronski Beat,
Jimmy McGriff,
Erykah Badu,
The Sound,
Talk Talk,
Rites of Spring,
The Motions,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gap Band,
DJ Sneak,
World's Most,
Radio Birdman,
Dual Sessions,
The Fire Engines,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Joensuu 1685,
Gil Scott Heron,
Arcadia,
Cameo,
Boz Scaggs,
Frankie Knuckles,
X-Ray Spex,
Marvin Gaye,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Invisible,
One Last Wish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.