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 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Junior Murvin,
The Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ronan,
Masters at Work,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sun City Girls,
Prince Buster,
Hot Snakes,
Maurizio,
Bush Tetras,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yusef Lateef,
Erasure,
Oneida,
Ten City,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sun Ra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dorothy Ashby,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Index,
Howard Jones,
Jesper Dahlback,
Public Image Ltd.,
MDC,
Pylon,
Ice-T,
Zapp,
The Smiths,
Quadrant,
Leonard Cohen,
Skriet,
Parry Music,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Moss Icon,
Radiohead,
Swell Maps,
Mo-Dettes,
Colin Newman,
Loose Ends,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gang of Four,
Bobby Sherman,
The Busters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Knickerbockers,
Flipper,
Visage,
Todd Rundgren,
Inner City,
Audionom,
Model 500,
The Remains,
FM Einheit,
Mantronix,
Minutemen,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Morten Harket,
Neil Young,
The Last Poets,
Saccharine Trust,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.