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 Andorra and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Last Poets to the jazz 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 Wake. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Danielle Patucci,
Nation of Ulysses,
Funky Four + One,
Drive Like Jehu,
Suburban Knight,
The Modern Lovers,
Roy Ayers,
Loose Ends,
Barry Ungar,
The Sisters of Mercy,
One Last Wish,
The Slits,
The Stooges,
Hashim,
Minor Threat,
CMW,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Niagra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mantronix,
the Soft Cell,
Talk Talk,
EPMD,
Gabor Szabo,
Hasil Adkins,
Sun City Girls,
Q and Not U,
Groovy Waters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
In Retrospect,
Sällskapet,
Heaven 17,
Colin Newman,
Steve Hackett,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lightning Bolt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Adolescents,
Eli Mardock,
cv313,
Iggy Pop,
Barclay James Harvest,
Make Up,
Toni Rubio,
Flamin' Groovies,
Brass Construction,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Durutti Column,
The Electric Prunes,
Infiniti,
The Sonics,
A Certain Ratio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Moon,
The Monks,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.