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 Antigua and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Gong to the disco 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Robert Hood,
Scion,
Mission of Burma,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Mojo Men,
The Walker Brothers,
Absolute Body Control,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Slick Rick,
This Heat,
The Vogues,
Nick Fraelich,
Mandrill,
Rosa Yemen,
Piero Umiliani,
Aaron Thompson,
Bluetip,
Mad Mike,
The Blackbyrds,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wire,
The Golliwogs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Groovy Waters,
Fela Kuti,
Chris Corsano,
The Moleskins,
Heaven 17,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gladiators,
The Zeros,
Sixth Finger,
Hardrive,
Nirvana,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Skatalites,
Peter and Kerry,
Con Funk Shun,
The Pretty Things,
Terry Callier,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Stiv Bators,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bill Near,
The Standells,
Pharoah Sanders,
Brass Construction,
John Lydon,
Rod Modell,
Underground Resistance,
Stereo Dub,
Scan 7,
Patti Smith,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lyres,
Funky Four + One,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.