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 Taiwan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin 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 The Blackbyrds to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Guru Guru,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
China Crisis,
the Normal,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dark Day,
JFA,
Black Flag,
K-Klass,
Dual Sessions,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eli Mardock,
Thee Headcoats,
Max Romeo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Barbara Tucker,
Radiohead,
cv313,
Sarah Menescal,
Supertramp,
Kurtis Blow,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rotary Connection,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joy Division,
Morten Harket,
Whodini,
Godley & Creme,
The Smiths,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tres Demented,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Television Personalities,
Joe Smooth,
The Real Kids,
Aural Exciters,
Avey Tare,
Tropical Tobacco,
Agitation Free,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobby Byrd,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Residents,
Michelle Simonal,
Cybotron,
Gang Green,
Eden Ahbez,
Con Funk Shun,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Japan,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Slave,
Roger Hodgson,
Sound Behaviour,
Marmalade,
Fugazi,
Von Mondo,
Hashim,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.