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 Croatia and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Grass Roots to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
The Tremeloes,
Connie Case,
Massinfluence,
Jacques Brel,
Ice-T,
Main Source,
Sällskapet,
Gang Green,
Roy Ayers,
Make Up,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Grandmaster Flash,
Slick Rick,
This Heat,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ponytail,
Skaos,
The Searchers,
John Foxx,
The New Christs,
Oblivians,
Ituana,
The Young Rascals,
The Skatalites,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Albert Ayler,
Television Personalities,
Flipper,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pylon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Vogues,
Wolf Eyes,
Nils Olav,
Gong,
The Cure,
Aural Exciters,
The Music Machine,
Lightning Bolt,
Ronnie Foster,
Dennis Brown,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Divine Comedy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Leonard Cohen,
R.M.O.,
The Grass Roots,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Roxy Music,
B.T. Express,
Dark Day,
The Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
New York Dolls,
Lyres,
The Litter,
Alphaville,
The Techniques,
Sun Ra,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.