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 Afghanistan and from London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 David Axelrod to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eve St. Jones,
Archie Shepp,
Popol Vuh,
Deepchord,
Grandmaster Flash,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rod Modell,
The Cure,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Young Rascals,
Rotary Connection,
The Move,
Marshall Jefferson,
Basic Channel,
June Days,
Isaac Hayes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kenny Larkin,
Inner City,
Model 500,
Pantytec,
Minny Pops,
Brothers Johnson,
Lalann,
PIL,
Anakelly,
Peter & Gordon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dual Sessions,
Hoover,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Graham Central Station,
The Index,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Warsaw,
Magma,
Silicon Teens,
World's Most,
Nik Kershaw,
Cymande,
A Certain Ratio,
Judy Mowatt,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jawbox,
a-ha,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gang Gang Dance,
Charles Mingus,
Marc Almond,
Japan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Victims,
The Mummies,
Suburban Knight,
Mary Jane Girls,
Yazoo,
Prince Buster,
Andrew Hill,
Scott Walker,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.