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 Monaco and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Howard Jones to the crunk 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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cecil Taylor,
Robert Görl,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ice-T,
Niagra,
Urselle,
Throbbing Gristle,
Chris Corsano,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Raincoats,
Gong,
Bobby Sherman,
Colin Newman,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Modern Lovers,
the Sonics,
Tres Demented,
The Martian,
Roxette,
Outsiders,
The Dirtbombs,
Bang On A Can,
Unwound,
Joe Finger,
Animal Collective,
Derrick May,
Eurythmics,
Ultravox,
Todd Terry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Doors,
The Golliwogs,
Ultimate Spinach,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fluxion,
Slave,
Ronan,
Quantec,
Faust,
Eden Ahbez,
the Fania All-Stars,
Theoretical Girls,
The Litter,
Aswad,
The Gun Club,
Funkadelic,
Wings,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Invisible,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Anakelly,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sonny Sharrock,
Q and Not U,
Marmalade,
Radiohead,
Supertramp,
DJ Style,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.