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 Macedonia and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Connie Case,
Ossler,
Archie Shepp,
Amon Düül,
FM Einheit,
Porter Ricks,
Young Marble Giants,
Ituana,
Fugazi,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Juan Atkins,
The Angels of Light,
E-Dancer,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
New Age Steppers,
the Germs,
Jandek,
Nik Kershaw,
Soulsonic Force,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thompson Twins,
The Durutti Column,
The Seeds,
Todd Rundgren,
Reuben Wilson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scion,
Infiniti,
Nirvana,
Angry Samoans,
Roger Hodgson,
Quadrant,
The Raincoats,
Echospace,
U.S. Maple,
Reagan Youth,
Colin Newman,
The Selecter,
The Golliwogs,
Adolescents,
David Axelrod,
Fluxion,
Junior Murvin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
A Certain Ratio,
Visage,
John Holt,
Ice-T,
The Stooges,
Organ,
The Five Americans,
the Association,
Procol Harum,
Shoche,
Curtis Mayfield,
Iggy Pop,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quando Quango,
K-Klass,
Easy Going,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.