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 Turkmenistan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Danielle Patucci to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Susan Cadogan,
The Happenings,
The Five Americans,
48th St. Collective,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pantaleimon,
Procol Harum,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sugar Minott,
Dead Boys,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sarah Menescal,
The United States of America,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Johnny Clarke,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Cure,
Mission of Burma,
This Heat,
Bad Manners,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Vogues,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Faraquet,
Shuggie Otis,
cv313,
Negative Approach,
Soul II Soul,
The Grass Roots,
Crooked Eye,
Wings,
Monolake,
Kerrie Biddell,
Audionom,
Theoretical Girls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Inner City,
The Pretty Things,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Motorama,
The Kinks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Funky Four + One,
Tim Buckley,
Warren Ellis,
The Move,
Babytalk,
Nation of Ulysses,
Aloha Tigers,
One Last Wish,
Matthew Halsall,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mandrill,
The Neon Judgement,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sparks,
John Foxx,
Zapp,
The Music Machine,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.