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 Libya and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 David Axelrod to the dance 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum 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 rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eddi Front,
T.S.O.L.,
Fad Gadget,
Amazonics,
Negative Approach,
Desert Stars,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yusef Lateef,
Byron Stingily,
Lightning Bolt,
Q and Not U,
Bobby Sherman,
Glenn Branca,
K-Klass,
Crash Course in Science,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jacques Brel,
ABC,
Crispian St. Peters,
Average White Band,
Loose Ends,
Black Moon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tears for Fears,
Steve Hackett,
Essential Logic,
Excepter,
Second Layer,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Doobie Brothers,
Delta 5,
Robert Hood,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Subhumans,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Can,
The Birthday Party,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camouflage,
DJ Sneak,
Banda Bassotti,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ken Boothe,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scion,
8 Eyed Spy,
Animal Collective,
Livin' Joy,
Susan Cadogan,
PIL,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Toasters,
Althea and Donna,
Brick,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Neon Judgement,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.