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 South Africa and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bootsy Collins to the funk 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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?
Crash Course in Science,
Minutemen,
Shoche,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Star Department,
H. Thieme,
The Knickerbockers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Shadows of Knight,
Procol Harum,
Vladislav Delay,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fluxion,
Minnie Riperton,
The Residents,
Wire,
New Age Steppers,
Stiv Bators,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Franke,
Au Pairs,
Average White Band,
Mars,
Juan Atkins,
Roxy Music,
Malaria!,
Reagan Youth,
Rotary Connection,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Basic Channel,
Massinfluence,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sun City Girls,
Danielle Patucci,
Bill Wells,
Kurtis Blow,
Sex Pistols,
Metal Thangz,
The Alarm Clocks,
Fad Gadget,
Technova,
Frankie Knuckles,
Television,
Yusef Lateef,
Minor Threat,
Prince Buster,
Black Sheep,
The Searchers,
Con Funk Shun,
Rapeman,
Warren Ellis,
Robert Görl,
Loose Ends,
OOIOO,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sister Nancy,
Fat Boys,
June of 44,
Joyce Sims,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.