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 Tanzania and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe 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 Magazine to the punk 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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Howard Jones,
Black Moon,
Lyres,
Donald Byrd,
Fatback Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Offenders,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobby Womack,
Graham Central Station,
Pussy Galore,
The Detroit Cobras,
Boz Scaggs,
Alphaville,
Derrick Morgan,
Radiohead,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Flag,
Gang of Four,
Groovy Waters,
The Electric Prunes,
Average White Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joey Negro,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Shuggie Otis,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Normal,
Brothers Johnson,
Make Up,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Grass Roots,
Davy DMX,
New York Dolls,
Hoover,
Underground Resistance,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Big Daddy Kane,
Barclay James Harvest,
Negative Approach,
Reuben Wilson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rufus Thomas,
Little Man,
The United States of America,
Al Stewart,
Talk Talk,
Easy Going,
Lalo Schifrin,
Quando Quango,
Alton Ellis,
Ice-T,
Hasil Adkins,
Minnie Riperton,
The Happenings,
Stiv Bators,
The New Christs,
Robert Wyatt,
Quantec,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.