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 Ethiopia and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Black Dice 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Q and Not U,
Johnny Clarke,
Second Layer,
Clear Light,
Rakim,
Gabor Szabo,
Brothers Johnson,
Inner City,
Hardrive,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Man Parrish,
Ornette Coleman,
Easy Going,
Steve Hackett,
the Human League,
Television,
Isaac Hayes,
Bad Manners,
Robert Görl,
Ralphi Rosario,
Glenn Branca,
The Monochrome Set,
Spoonie Gee,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rosa Yemen,
Scion,
Thompson Twins,
The Detroit Cobras,
Leonard Cohen,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jeru the Damaja,
Susan Cadogan,
Erykah Badu,
Mantronix,
Spandau Ballet,
Quadrant,
Eddi Front,
Qualms,
Underground Resistance,
cv313,
Nas,
Erasure,
X-Ray Spex,
Ossler,
The Gap Band,
New York Dolls,
Motorama,
Skriet,
Hot Snakes,
Josef K,
Slave,
Delon & Dalcan,
Radiohead,
Aloha Tigers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Symarip,
Ponytail,
KRS-One,
The Skatalites,
Essential Logic,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.