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 Cambodia and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Theoretical Girls to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
Colin Newman,
Agitation Free,
The Happenings,
Brick,
Oblivians,
Magma,
Japan,
The Trojans,
The Human League,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gong,
The Cramps,
ABBA,
Severed Heads,
Skriet,
UT,
Marcia Griffiths,
Susan Cadogan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cameo,
The Sound,
The Music Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
Tears for Fears,
Porter Ricks,
John Cale,
Unwound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lalann,
Boredoms,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Don Cherry,
Kurtis Blow,
The Saints,
Sister Nancy,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Neon Judgement,
Deadbeat,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Intrusion,
R.M.O.,
Dave Gahan,
Inner City,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
These Immortal Souls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Andrew Hill,
Lakeside,
Terry Callier,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
A Certain Ratio,
Dennis Brown,
Morten Harket,
Section 25,
Wire,
Jawbox,
Pierre Henry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eli Mardock,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.