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 Iran and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 mellotron 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 Funkadelic to the grime 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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Pagans,
Jeff Lynne,
The Blues Magoos,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Pop Group,
The Modern Lovers,
DJ Style,
The Cure,
The Smiths,
Agitation Free,
La Düsseldorf,
Janne Schatter,
June of 44,
Cecil Taylor,
Nils Olav,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Knickerbockers,
Pole,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pantaleimon,
Mo-Dettes,
Terry Callier,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Victims,
The Sound,
John Cale,
Mr. Review,
The Martian,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Move,
New Order,
This Heat,
The Leaves,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Carl Craig,
Deadbeat,
Fela Kuti,
Lalann,
John Holt,
D'Angelo,
Wings,
Quantec,
Ultravox,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nik Kershaw,
Sight & Sound,
The Stooges,
Ronnie Foster,
Wasted Youth,
Freddie Wadling,
Lightning Bolt,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Cramps,
DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA.
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.