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 Nauru and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Janne Schatter to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Eurythmics,
Flash Fearless,
World's Most,
Robert Wyatt,
Skaos,
Swell Maps,
Janne Schatter,
Freddie Wadling,
Junior Murvin,
Scrapy,
Icehouse,
Japan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Reuben Wilson,
Bizarre Inc.,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cheater Slicks,
Bob Dylan,
This Heat,
Godley & Creme,
Maurizio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Blackbyrds,
Silicon Teens,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Monks,
Bush Tetras,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Martian,
Sonic Youth,
Tom Boy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Harpers Bizarre,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The New Christs,
Siglo XX,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Neil Young,
H. Thieme,
Nirvana,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Underground Resistance,
Amon Düül II,
Todd Terry,
The Beau Brummels,
Rosa Yemen,
Metal Thangz,
New Age Steppers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sun Ra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Faust,
Sound Behaviour,
Reagan Youth,
Black Moon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.