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 Egypt and from Edmonton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Toni Rubio to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Tropical Tobacco,
Althea and Donna,
Kerri Chandler,
The Gladiators,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sonny Sharrock,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Monochrome Set,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dual Sessions,
Soft Cell,
Bobby Womack,
Rekid,
Gong,
Banda Bassotti,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alton Ellis,
Ken Boothe,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Todd Terry,
David Bowie,
Aswad,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
James White and The Blacks,
Infiniti,
FM Einheit,
The Angels of Light,
Scientists,
Rakim,
The Index,
the Germs,
The Monks,
Public Enemy,
Soul II Soul,
Al Stewart,
Surgeon,
The Skatalites,
Bronski Beat,
Thee Headcoats,
Pantytec,
The Count Five,
Drexciya,
H. Thieme,
Derrick Morgan,
Prince Buster,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Association,
Bush Tetras,
Livin' Joy,
Blossom Toes,
Davy DMX,
The Pop Group,
Blake Baxter,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tubeway Army,
Massinfluence,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.