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 Mongolia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manila.
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 Michael McDonald 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 Nation of Ulysses to the disco 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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Sonics,
Chris & Cosey,
The Star Department,
James White and The Blacks,
Ten City,
Erykah Badu,
The Busters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Boredoms,
The Kinks,
Laurel Aitken,
Freddie Wadling,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Delon & Dalcan,
Shoche,
R.M.O.,
Slave,
Zero Boys,
Roxette,
T. Rex,
The Music Machine,
Tim Buckley,
Crispy Ambulance,
Index,
D'Angelo,
Man Eating Sloth,
Funky Four + One,
Ice-T,
Ituana,
Black Bananas,
Joyce Sims,
Technova,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cybotron,
David McCallum,
Excepter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Von Mondo,
Whodini,
Swell Maps,
Altered Images,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Grass Roots,
Angry Samoans,
Television Personalities,
Bang On A Can,
John Cale,
Easy Going,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Suicide,
Guru Guru,
Negative Approach,
DJ Sneak,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bill Near,
Barbara Tucker,
Lalann,
The J.B.'s,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.