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 Equatorial Guinea and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 UT to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
The Slackers,
Laurel Aitken,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Clear Light,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pantytec,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Second Layer,
The Smiths,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sparks,
Easy Going,
Arcadia,
Kaleidoscope,
Eden Ahbez,
Television,
the Normal,
The Velvet Underground,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ludus,
Lou Reed,
Lalo Schifrin,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DNA,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bootsy Collins,
The Human League,
The Mummies,
Boredoms,
Thee Headcoats,
Eric Dolphy,
Spoonie Gee,
Make Up,
Scott Walker,
Dawn Penn,
Al Stewart,
Mantronix,
Metal Thangz,
Yaz,
Oblivians,
Marmalade,
AZ,
Lungfish,
Minnie Riperton,
Mark Hollis,
MDC,
Graham Central Station,
Neil Young,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rapeman,
Boz Scaggs,
Khruangbin,
Aural Exciters,
Ronan,
X-102,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Popol Vuh,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.