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 Cyprus and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 New Age Steppers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lindisfarne,
Anakelly,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Minny Pops,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Iggy Pop,
Juan Atkins,
Circle Jerks,
The Modern Lovers,
Inner City,
Tres Demented,
Fat Boys,
Bad Manners,
Laurel Aitken,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cramps,
Ten City,
Neil Young,
Theoretical Girls,
Man Parrish,
Sex Pistols,
Surgeon,
Siglo XX,
Todd Rundgren,
Blancmange,
Chrome,
The Standells,
Icehouse,
Stiv Bators,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Slits,
Avey Tare,
Isaac Hayes,
Agent Orange,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Anthony Braxton,
Parry Music,
Gabor Szabo,
Magazine,
Kool Moe Dee,
Average White Band,
Joy Division,
Outsiders,
Joe Finger,
Joe Smooth,
Steve Hackett,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eddi Front,
The Fuzztones,
Spoonie Gee,
Kas Product,
Lower 48,
Sällskapet,
Bluetip,
Ornette Coleman,
Alice Coltrane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.