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 Seychelles and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jeru the Damaja to the techno 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Franke,
Grandmaster Flash,
The J.B.'s,
Skaos,
The Electric Prunes,
The Fuzztones,
Bad Manners,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Massinfluence,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Masters at Work,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Deadbeat,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Doors,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Vogues,
Stereo Dub,
Marmalade,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Busters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ituana,
Sällskapet,
The Cowsills,
Outsiders,
Skarface,
Jandek,
Can,
Iggy Pop,
Wally Richardson,
The Standells,
the Bar-Kays,
Urselle,
Spandau Ballet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
June Days,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Move,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jesper Dahlback,
Be Bop Deluxe,
FM Einheit,
Sound Behaviour,
Tears for Fears,
Yazoo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jeff Lynne,
Eden Ahbez,
Joey Negro,
Yusef Lateef,
Scratch Acid,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Newcleus,
Quando Quango,
Godley & Creme,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soft Cell,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.