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 Italy and from Lagos.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Con Funk Shun to the grunge 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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Piero Umiliani,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pole,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Charles Mingus,
Absolute Body Control,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Donny Hathaway,
Hoover,
Yellowson,
Faust,
Kaleidoscope,
The Misunderstood,
The Leaves,
The Saints,
Royal Trux,
Shuggie Otis,
Maleditus Sound,
ABC,
The Seeds,
Inner City,
Michelle Simonal,
Minutemen,
Von Mondo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
CMW,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Doors,
OOIOO,
Unrelated Segments,
Nico,
Amon Düül,
The Evens,
Brick,
Porter Ricks,
Rekid,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kas Product,
Saccharine Trust,
Kerri Chandler,
Suicide,
Underground Resistance,
Cal Tjader,
Urselle,
Scratch Acid,
Deadbeat,
Fatback Band,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Echospace,
Aswad,
Moby Grape,
E-Dancer,
Public Enemy,
Jeru the Damaja,
John Lydon,
Matthew Bourne,
Anthony Braxton,
Cluster,
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.