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 Benin and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 synthesizer 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 Soulsonic Force to the rock 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Hardrive,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barry Ungar,
Tommy Roe,
FM Einheit,
Roy Ayers,
Bill Wells,
Eden Ahbez,
Alphaville,
Groovy Waters,
Camouflage,
Bobby Sherman,
Sugar Minott,
John Cale,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Franke,
Can,
The Associates,
Pole,
Drive Like Jehu,
Deepchord,
Television Personalities,
Unrelated Segments,
The Beau Brummels,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eddi Front,
Minor Threat,
Juan Atkins,
The Shadows of Knight,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Girls At Our Best!,
DJ Style,
Skriet,
X-101,
Rotary Connection,
Scott Walker,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Basic Channel,
The Mojo Men,
Swell Maps,
Marc Almond,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sarah Menescal,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gun Club,
Dual Sessions,
Lyres,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gang of Four,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Music Machine,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nils Olav,
Idris Muhammad,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lou Christie,
Don Cherry,
Rapeman,
Spandau Ballet,
the Human League,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.