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 Latvia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Aaron Thompson to the dance 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Marmalade,
the Sonics,
Isaac Hayes,
Peter & Gordon,
Fear,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eli Mardock,
The Wake,
Patti Smith,
Derrick Morgan,
Eve St. Jones,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Echospace,
Country Teasers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joy Division,
Rotary Connection,
Bronski Beat,
OOIOO,
Leonard Cohen,
Glenn Branca,
Byron Stingily,
Morten Harket,
Cheater Slicks,
Von Mondo,
cv313,
Radiopuhelimet,
Stockholm Monsters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Magma,
Con Funk Shun,
Deadbeat,
Scratch Acid,
June Days,
The Dave Clark Five,
Essential Logic,
The Skatalites,
The Golliwogs,
The Trojans,
Scan 7,
Adolescents,
Siglo XX,
Unwound,
Lungfish,
Albert Ayler,
Alton Ellis,
The Pretty Things,
Parry Music,
Barbara Tucker,
Prince Buster,
The Selecter,
Au Pairs,
The Raincoats,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eden Ahbez,
Bootsy Collins,
The Angels of Light,
The Star Department,
Popol Vuh,
Blake Baxter,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.