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 Vietnam and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ 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 Patti Smith to the disco 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dual Sessions,
Kurtis Blow,
Chris Corsano,
E-Dancer,
Altered Images,
the Normal,
The Residents,
KRS-One,
Tubeway Army,
Niagra,
The Pop Group,
Robert Hood,
Zero Boys,
Tres Demented,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joyce Sims,
Aaron Thompson,
Alton Ellis,
The Litter,
Quantec,
Basic Channel,
The Searchers,
Derrick May,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Stetsasonic,
Ituana,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Lydon,
One Last Wish,
Barrington Levy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
OOIOO,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Donny Hathaway,
Charles Mingus,
Eli Mardock,
Ralphi Rosario,
A Certain Ratio,
June Days,
Delon & Dalcan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tommy Roe,
Oneida,
Bluetip,
Reagan Youth,
Talk Talk,
Davy DMX,
Archie Shepp,
Visage,
Y Pants,
Anthony Braxton,
Steve Hackett,
Shoche,
Lyres,
Con Funk Shun,
Cheater Slicks,
Slave,
Crime,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pole,
Drexciya,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.