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 Burkina and from New York.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 rhodes 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 Yusef Lateef to the electroclash 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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily 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 crunk 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 an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Gil Scott Heron,
EPMD,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
A Certain Ratio,
Pantytec,
Scratch Acid,
Nas,
David McCallum,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
ABBA,
Connie Case,
The Smiths,
Hasil Adkins,
Quadrant,
Arab on Radar,
B.T. Express,
Sun City Girls,
Junior Murvin,
Gichy Dan,
Howard Jones,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Moebius,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bizarre Inc.,
Babytalk,
New Age Steppers,
Ultra Naté,
The Human League,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roger Hodgson,
Morten Harket,
Eve St. Jones,
Maleditus Sound,
Crime,
Amon Düül II,
Public Enemy,
James White and The Blacks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Man Parrish,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed,
Outsiders,
Skriet,
Ludus,
The New Christs,
Index,
K-Klass,
Blake Baxter,
Leonard Cohen,
Marc Almond,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Alphaville,
Electric Prunes,
Roxy Music,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.