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 Tunisia and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 synthesizer 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 Circle Jerks to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
The Moleskins,
Cymande,
Roger Hodgson,
Erykah Badu,
Lou Reed,
Ken Boothe,
Kool Moe Dee,
Black Flag,
Roxette,
Television,
Alphaville,
Stetsasonic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
New Order,
Kevin Saunderson,
Leonard Cohen,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Five Americans,
The Human League,
T.S.O.L.,
Michelle Simonal,
Cheater Slicks,
Aaron Thompson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Scan 7,
the Swans,
New York Dolls,
Audionom,
The Mummies,
Icehouse,
the Sonics,
Joey Negro,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
D'Angelo,
Newcleus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
China Crisis,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Raincoats,
E-Dancer,
The Dirtbombs,
the Slits,
The Monks,
Slick Rick,
Banda Bassotti,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Technova,
Monolake,
Anakelly,
Lightning Bolt,
Nik Kershaw,
Gabor Szabo,
Chris Corsano,
Goldenarms,
Eli Mardock,
Eric B and Rakim,
X-102,
Kenny Larkin,
Parry Music,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.