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 Singapore and from London.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Oblivians,
Derrick May,
Eurythmics,
Rakim,
Lou Christie,
The Star Department,
Joyce Sims,
Sun City Girls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eric Dolphy,
Wings,
The Seeds,
Bill Wells,
Hashim,
Von Mondo,
Guru Guru,
The Young Rascals,
Danielle Patucci,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Zeros,
Swell Maps,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tubeway Army,
La Düsseldorf,
Pere Ubu,
MDC,
Gerry Rafferty,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Soft Cell,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Count Five,
Robert Hood,
Scientists,
Barry Ungar,
Radiopuhelimet,
Slick Rick,
Morten Harket,
Hasil Adkins,
Bootsy Collins,
The Fuzztones,
Junior Murvin,
Delon & Dalcan,
DNA,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Selecter,
The Pop Group,
Aloha Tigers,
The Move,
Talk Talk,
Todd Rundgren,
Sandy B,
Donny Hathaway,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.