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 Bhutan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Hong Kong.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Vainqueur to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Thompson Twins,
Slave,
Smog,
Chrome,
Scion,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mars,
Howard Jones,
Tres Demented,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Don Cherry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kas Product,
The Gladiators,
Minnie Riperton,
the Association,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soulsonic Force,
The Barracudas,
The Victims,
Stereo Dub,
Quantec,
Archie Shepp,
Dennis Brown,
Cymande,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ken Boothe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DNA,
The Fugs,
Junior Murvin,
Delon & Dalcan,
Underground Resistance,
Absolute Body Control,
Pharoah Sanders,
Franke,
Brothers Johnson,
Gang Green,
Soul II Soul,
Chris Corsano,
Sun City Girls,
Pole,
Los Fastidios,
Neil Young,
Ice-T,
Yusef Lateef,
The Litter,
Alison Limerick,
Gichy Dan,
Sparks,
Wasted Youth,
The Grass Roots,
Hot Snakes,
Nation of Ulysses,
World's Most,
The Trojans,
Sex Pistols,
Black Flag,
Intrusion,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.