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 Gabon and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kaleidoscope to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
AZ,
Dorothy Ashby,
Stockholm Monsters,
Reagan Youth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ossler,
The Happenings,
The Residents,
Marine Girls,
Graham Central Station,
Maleditus Sound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sun Ra,
Simply Red,
Subhumans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Infiniti,
Public Enemy,
Neu!,
The Sound,
The Fortunes,
Bobby Womack,
Thee Headcoats,
Soft Machine,
Jeff Lynne,
The Moody Blues,
Derrick May,
Surgeon,
Faust,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Monochrome Set,
Swell Maps,
Robert Görl,
The Velvet Underground,
Banda Bassotti,
Massinfluence,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dave Gahan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dual Sessions,
Judy Mowatt,
Glenn Branca,
Ornette Coleman,
Grey Daturas,
Circle Jerks,
Freddie Wadling,
Grauzone,
Nick Fraelich,
Visage,
Negative Approach,
Brick,
Moby Grape,
Black Sheep,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Offenders,
The Evens,
Crispy Ambulance,
Skriet,
Jandek,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.