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 Bulgaria and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
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 X-101 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
James White and The Blacks,
Jeff Mills,
Agitation Free,
Roxy Music,
Flipper,
The Knickerbockers,
The Angels of Light,
The Zeros,
Animal Collective,
Arcadia,
Procol Harum,
the Swans,
The Divine Comedy,
Harmonia,
Anthony Braxton,
Zapp,
T. Rex,
Boogie Down Productions,
Swans,
Boz Scaggs,
The New Christs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bobby Sherman,
L. Decosne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Duran Duran,
Jeru the Damaja,
Steve Hackett,
Das Ding,
The Sonics,
The Mojo Men,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Surgeon,
Reagan Youth,
Livin' Joy,
Ludus,
John Foxx,
Ossler,
Prince Buster,
Youth Brigade,
Glambeats Corp.,
Andrew Hill,
Model 500,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mad Mike,
Colin Newman,
Tom Boy,
Graham Central Station,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wally Richardson,
Michelle Simonal,
Malaria!,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
New Order,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dawn Penn,
Terrestrial Tones,
T.S.O.L.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.