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 El Salvador and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer 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 Scientists to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Offenders,
MC5,
Rakim,
Technova,
Cymande,
Soul II Soul,
The Stooges,
Adolescents,
Matthew Halsall,
The Evens,
Fela Kuti,
Television,
Gerry Rafferty,
Make Up,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pet Shop Boys,
Liliput,
Moby Grape,
Todd Terry,
Bauhaus,
The Skatalites,
Easy Going,
Jacques Brel,
Jawbox,
Guru Guru,
OOIOO,
Arthur Verocai,
Gabor Szabo,
The Raincoats,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lou Christie,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eric Copeland,
Youth Brigade,
Agitation Free,
The Gladiators,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quantec,
David Axelrod,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kayak,
The Moody Blues,
The Cramps,
Cal Tjader,
Royal Trux,
Monolake,
Gastr Del Sol,
Parry Music,
Graham Central Station,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Flesh Eaters,
World's Most,
Franke,
The Dead C,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Human League,
Soul Sonic Force,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.