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 Comoros and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 clarinet 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 Erasure to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Flamin' Groovies,
New Order,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Happenings,
Dead Boys,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bauhaus,
Simply Red,
Scientists,
Lower 48,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Smiths,
Cheater Slicks,
Eve St. Jones,
Interpol,
Bobby Womack,
UT,
Clear Light,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lungfish,
Silicon Teens,
Tomorrow,
Chris & Cosey,
Procol Harum,
Quando Quango,
L. Decosne,
Thompson Twins,
Alton Ellis,
Peter and Kerry,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobby Byrd,
Janne Schatter,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Accadde A,
The Fall,
Moby Grape,
Easy Going,
Ultra Naté,
Lalann,
CMW,
Negative Approach,
Banda Bassotti,
Harry Pussy,
Flipper,
Delta 5,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Monks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Soul Sonic Force,
Idris Muhammad,
Barrington Levy,
The Motions,
The J.B.'s,
Derrick Morgan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Albert Ayler,
Television,
Black Pus,
Joensuu 1685,
D'Angelo,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.