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 Argentina and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro 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 Rufus Thomas to the crunk 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Infiniti,
Jeff Lynne,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Derrick Morgan,
OOIOO,
Peter and Kerry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Judy Mowatt,
Goldenarms,
X-Ray Spex,
Cybotron,
The Flesh Eaters,
Basic Channel,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Misunderstood,
Q and Not U,
New Age Steppers,
The Grass Roots,
Connie Case,
Skriet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Dennis Brown,
The Black Dice,
Loose Ends,
Skaos,
The Dirtbombs,
Bootsy Collins,
Zapp,
Radio Birdman,
Black Bananas,
Rotary Connection,
Japan,
Moebius,
World's Most,
Swans,
The Real Kids,
Danielle Patucci,
Quantec,
Sällskapet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dead Boys,
Dark Day,
Supertramp,
Con Funk Shun,
Simply Red,
The Smiths,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Germs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bauhaus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nick Fraelich,
Eurythmics,
Robert Hood,
Sarah Menescal,
Sparks,
Tears for Fears,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
June of 44,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.