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 Moldova and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
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 Technova to the rock 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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Desert Stars,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Au Pairs,
Pylon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nico,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Barbara Tucker,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Christie,
Juan Atkins,
Blake Baxter,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Modern Lovers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Josef K,
Dead Boys,
Altered Images,
Groovy Waters,
The Count Five,
Dawn Penn,
Peter & Gordon,
Andrew Hill,
The Standells,
Heaven 17,
Cameo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang of Four,
Alphaville,
Von Mondo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Mojo Men,
Los Fastidios,
Con Funk Shun,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kevin Saunderson,
Faraquet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amazonics,
Sonic Youth,
Don Cherry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
DJ Sneak,
Sam Rivers,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Vogues,
Nation of Ulysses,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ronnie Foster,
The Searchers,
Deepchord,
UT,
B.T. Express,
Colin Newman,
Outsiders,
Magazine,
The Happenings,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.