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 Norway and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ 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 Mission of Burma to the rock 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Patti Smith,
Bootsy Collins,
Marmalade,
Funkadelic,
Pere Ubu,
Stereo Dub,
Newcleus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Invisible,
The Kinks,
the Bar-Kays,
The Wake,
Fear,
John Cale,
Lou Christie,
Tom Boy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Toni Rubio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rites of Spring,
Soft Cell,
Piero Umiliani,
Althea and Donna,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Barbara Tucker,
F. McDonald,
Idris Muhammad,
Erykah Badu,
Matthew Bourne,
Fugazi,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sound Behaviour,
Sarah Menescal,
Aswad,
The Skatalites,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ten City,
Cymande,
These Immortal Souls,
Albert Ayler,
Lungfish,
Soul Sonic Force,
Television,
Slave,
Bob Dylan,
The Fire Engines,
Roger Hodgson,
The Cure,
Marshall Jefferson,
Metal Thangz,
Suburban Knight,
Flipper,
Scan 7,
Flamin' Groovies,
Whodini,
Kaleidoscope,
Urselle,
The Searchers,
Brand Nubian,
Khruangbin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.