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 Slovakia and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Rakim to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Roxette,
UT,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Man Parrish,
Model 500,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Stereo Dub,
Japan,
Big Daddy Kane,
T. Rex,
Joy Division,
Can,
Thee Headcoats,
Robert Görl,
Scan 7,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Urselle,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cybotron,
Flipper,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sixth Finger,
The Buckinghams,
Rites of Spring,
Sex Pistols,
Soft Cell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Flag,
Spandau Ballet,
Ten City,
Young Marble Giants,
The American Breed,
Bauhaus,
Lindisfarne,
Charles Mingus,
Outsiders,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Kinks,
Eden Ahbez,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Pop Group,
Laurel Aitken,
Moebius,
Sparks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Agent Orange,
New York Dolls,
The Busters,
Kurtis Blow,
The Names,
Junior Murvin,
The Slackers,
Camberwell Now,
E-Dancer,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pussy Galore,
Dave Gahan,
Animal Collective,
Ken Boothe,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.