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 Niger and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Cairo.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Radiohead to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Blancmange,
The Pop Group,
Newcleus,
The Blues Magoos,
Lyres,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Unrelated Segments,
Scientists,
Johnny Osbourne,
Minutemen,
Chrome,
Cybotron,
The Star Department,
One Last Wish,
Oneida,
Fluxion,
LL Cool J,
Tubeway Army,
The Mojo Men,
The Knickerbockers,
Dennis Brown,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Little Man,
Roxette,
Johnny Clarke,
Colin Newman,
EPMD,
Glambeats Corp.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Alison Limerick,
Oblivians,
Rapeman,
The Busters,
ABC,
Arthur Verocai,
The Stooges,
Bang On A Can,
Public Enemy,
Groovy Waters,
Mission of Burma,
Susan Cadogan,
Excepter,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Red Krayola,
Inner City,
Whodini,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Negative Approach,
Bob Dylan,
David Axelrod,
Avey Tare,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bill Near,
Accadde A,
Harmonia,
Simply Red,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Mummies,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.