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 United Kingdom and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Fear to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Average White Band,
The Electric Prunes,
The Last Poets,
The Fall,
Cluster,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Robert Görl,
Blossom Toes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Curtis Mayfield,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Velvet Underground,
cv313,
Eddi Front,
La Düsseldorf,
The Skatalites,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fatback Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
48th St. Collective,
Minor Threat,
Fad Gadget,
Kerrie Biddell,
Qualms,
Bluetip,
Deepchord,
Moby Grape,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sonics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
June Days,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pussy Galore,
Ultra Naté,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Move,
Mary Jane Girls,
Morten Harket,
Talk Talk,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Moebius,
This Heat,
Tears for Fears,
Alice Coltrane,
Ludus,
Brass Construction,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Byron Stingily,
10cc,
Bob Dylan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Laurel Aitken,
Kerri Chandler,
Lakeside,
Althea and Donna,
Nas,
Rotary Connection,
the Swans,
Bobby Womack,
Minnie Riperton,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.