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 Senegal and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Little Man to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
Dennis Brown,
The Monochrome Set,
Funkadelic,
Darondo,
Audionom,
Section 25,
Nils Olav,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scratch Acid,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Outsiders,
Hasil Adkins,
The Remains,
Jesper Dahlback,
Maurizio,
Q and Not U,
Infiniti,
Thompson Twins,
Ronnie Foster,
Janne Schatter,
Eric Dolphy,
Mantronix,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Von Mondo,
Cameo,
Rufus Thomas,
Cheater Slicks,
The Human League,
Echospace,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
a-ha,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Monolake,
David Axelrod,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hot Snakes,
Average White Band,
A Certain Ratio,
The Grass Roots,
K-Klass,
Grauzone,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sam Rivers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Martian,
Eric B and Rakim,
Circle Jerks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tom Boy,
Joyce Sims,
the Fania All-Stars,
Peter & Gordon,
Sixth Finger,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New Age Steppers,
cv313,
Bush Tetras,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.