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 Laos and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 marimba 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 DeepChord presents Echospace 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Television,
Gichy Dan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hashim,
The Blues Magoos,
Echospace,
The Move,
Rapeman,
Maleditus Sound,
Nirvana,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Traffic Nightmare,
June Days,
Dave Gahan,
X-Ray Spex,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Evens,
U.S. Maple,
Derrick May,
Eric Dolphy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Cramps,
Make Up,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Invisible,
Boogie Down Productions,
Zero Boys,
John Cale,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Buckinghams,
Masters at Work,
Chris Corsano,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mark Hollis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Human League,
The Young Rascals,
Soft Cell,
Siglo XX,
Ornette Coleman,
The Toasters,
Adolescents,
OOIOO,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
In Retrospect,
Theoretical Girls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Detroit Cobras,
Carl Craig,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Todd Terry,
David Axelrod,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Wake,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.