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 Tajikistan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Sao Paulo.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Simply Red to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Royal Trux,
Brothers Johnson,
Patti Smith,
Bill Near,
Kayak,
Joyce Sims,
Quantec,
Gong,
Moss Icon,
Guru Guru,
Aural Exciters,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lindisfarne,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gang of Four,
Ornette Coleman,
Mary Jane Girls,
Michelle Simonal,
The Human League,
The Star Department,
Eurythmics,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cheater Slicks,
China Crisis,
8 Eyed Spy,
Icehouse,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nick Fraelich,
Niagra,
Sonny Sharrock,
Talk Talk,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bill Wells,
the Normal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Goldenarms,
Terry Callier,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Iggy Pop,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gichy Dan,
Man Parrish,
Dennis Brown,
Sex Pistols,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scratch Acid,
Donny Hathaway,
John Holt,
Junior Murvin,
Silicon Teens,
Theoretical Girls,
The Pretty Things,
Chris Corsano,
Tim Buckley,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Roxy Music,
Charles Mingus,
Roxette,
Aaron Thompson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.