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 Slovakia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Excepter to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Junior Murvin,
Cameo,
CMW,
Graham Central Station,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gap Band,
Monks,
June of 44,
The Evens,
Skaos,
Angry Samoans,
This Heat,
Model 500,
Oblivians,
Dark Day,
The Selecter,
Kerri Chandler,
Prince Buster,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Siglo XX,
Glambeats Corp.,
June Days,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Doors,
The Grass Roots,
Max Romeo,
Lindisfarne,
New Order,
The Seeds,
Tears for Fears,
Tommy Roe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
JFA,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Barbara Tucker,
Desert Stars,
The Modern Lovers,
Yazoo,
The Electric Prunes,
The Last Poets,
Magma,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gerry Rafferty,
John Cale,
Icehouse,
Pagans,
Pet Shop Boys,
F. McDonald,
Carl Craig,
Franke,
the Bar-Kays,
Scratch Acid,
Schoolly D,
The Real Kids,
Joe Finger,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eurythmics,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.