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 Djibouti and from Manchester.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 X-102 to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Thompson Twins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tommy Roe,
Freddie Wadling,
Icehouse,
Dark Day,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gang of Four,
Bootsy Collins,
Liliput,
Gil Scott Heron,
Roy Ayers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Spandau Ballet,
Man Parrish,
Mr. Review,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ten City,
Lower 48,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Television,
Nas,
World's Most,
The Black Dice,
Roxette,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Young Rascals,
Can,
The Smoke,
Essential Logic,
The Barracudas,
Minutemen,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Skatalites,
Surgeon,
Public Enemy,
Intrusion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Moon,
Quantec,
Jeff Lynne,
Johnny Clarke,
Al Stewart,
Michelle Simonal,
Mark Hollis,
Fear,
Don Cherry,
48th St. Collective,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tomorrow,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marcia Griffiths,
Neu!,
Jeff Mills,
Heaven 17,
Quando Quango,
Fad Gadget,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.