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 Ukraine and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Eden Ahbez to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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?
Soulsonic Force,
The Standells,
X-102,
The Fall,
Black Moon,
Cecil Taylor,
Connie Case,
The Happenings,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
UT,
Hot Snakes,
FM Einheit,
Skarface,
Bad Manners,
Throbbing Gristle,
Qualms,
Girls At Our Best!,
Yaz,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
L. Decosne,
The United States of America,
Brothers Johnson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lalo Schifrin,
Skaos,
Electric Light Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Idris Muhammad,
The Monks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Terry Callier,
Man Eating Sloth,
Boz Scaggs,
Suburban Knight,
Gerry Rafferty,
Organ,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Moss Icon,
In Retrospect,
Newcleus,
June of 44,
Joe Finger,
Juan Atkins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Black Flag,
Sound Behaviour,
Cal Tjader,
The Victims,
June Days,
Amon Düül,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Anthony Braxton,
Saccharine Trust,
The J.B.'s,
Sandy B,
Audionom,
Fear,
Massinfluence,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.