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 Kuwait and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 808 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 Maleditus Sound to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Connie Case,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jeff Mills,
Spandau Ballet,
Donald Byrd,
Interpol,
U.S. Maple,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kas Product,
The Stooges,
Japan,
Grey Daturas,
The Selecter,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Gories,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Pus,
Cluster,
Joyce Sims,
New York Dolls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
World's Most,
Marine Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
Alphaville,
Metal Thangz,
The Fuzztones,
Surgeon,
Qualms,
Soft Cell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Grauzone,
Index,
Robert Görl,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rufus Thomas,
X-101,
Warsaw,
New Age Steppers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dennis Brown,
Boz Scaggs,
Brick,
The Modern Lovers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jerry's Kids,
This Heat,
Basic Channel,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lungfish,
Robert Hood,
The Vogues,
Public Enemy,
Lakeside,
The Saints,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Shuggie Otis,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.