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 Grenada and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 a-ha to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Sight & Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Blackbyrds,
Unrelated Segments,
Pantaleimon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang Green,
The Human League,
Bill Wells,
Siglo XX,
Rotary Connection,
John Foxx,
Smog,
Cybotron,
Blake Baxter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
T.S.O.L.,
Dave Gahan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Outsiders,
The Electric Prunes,
Curtis Mayfield,
MC5,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sällskapet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Whodini,
Blancmange,
Flash Fearless,
Von Mondo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eric Copeland,
The Skatalites,
Eurythmics,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Derrick Morgan,
Alice Coltrane,
Erasure,
Y Pants,
June of 44,
The United States of America,
Cluster,
Fat Boys,
The Misunderstood,
The Modern Lovers,
The Monochrome Set,
Todd Terry,
Altered Images,
Parry Music,
The Angels of Light,
Brass Construction,
Nico,
Bobby Womack,
The Vogues,
Lucky Dragons,
Brand Nubian,
Angry Samoans,
Chris Corsano,
Charles Mingus,
Yazoo,
Roy Ayers,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.