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 Serbia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 marimba 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 Ornette Coleman to the dance 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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Index,
The Wake,
Sun City Girls,
Delta 5,
Warren Ellis,
The Dead C,
Tim Buckley,
John Coltrane,
AZ,
Wasted Youth,
Bad Manners,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Tremeloes,
Johnny Clarke,
The United States of America,
Fat Boys,
Khruangbin,
K-Klass,
Duran Duran,
Peter and Kerry,
Tomorrow,
Infiniti,
Wolf Eyes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scan 7,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jeru the Damaja,
Byron Stingily,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dennis Brown,
E-Dancer,
Toni Rubio,
Trumans Water,
Niagra,
Minny Pops,
The Fire Engines,
Mars,
The Beau Brummels,
Davy DMX,
D'Angelo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Negative Approach,
China Crisis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minnie Riperton,
Charles Mingus,
These Immortal Souls,
Joe Smooth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Talk Talk,
The Gladiators,
Basic Channel,
Skarface,
DNA,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Monochrome Set,
Subhumans,
The Busters,
Funky Four + One,
Gregory Isaacs,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.