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 Antigua and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 Absolute Body Control to the techno 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Deakin,
Fear,
EPMD,
The Pop Group,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Eddi Front,
Harry Pussy,
Essential Logic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sun Ra,
The New Christs,
Erasure,
Dennis Brown,
Susan Cadogan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Darondo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Iggy Pop,
Whodini,
Kool Moe Dee,
Isaac Hayes,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Normal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fuzztones,
John Foxx,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Skriet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Underground Resistance,
Quando Quango,
Heaven 17,
Freddie Wadling,
The Real Kids,
Bronski Beat,
Roxy Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
Television,
Tommy Roe,
Young Marble Giants,
Swell Maps,
The Invisible,
The Electric Prunes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scan 7,
Aloha Tigers,
D'Angelo,
Morten Harket,
The Gun Club,
Funkadelic,
Joensuu 1685,
Outsiders,
The Fall,
Bobby Womack,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Shoche,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nick Fraelich,
Vainqueur,
Bobby Byrd,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.