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 Guinea and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Althea and Donna to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Japan,
Maurizio,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Victims,
Radiopuhelimet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ten City,
Arthur Verocai,
JFA,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Moody Blues,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang Starr,
Technova,
Aloha Tigers,
Arab on Radar,
Bobby Sherman,
Liliput,
The Techniques,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ponytail,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Average White Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Inner City,
The Motions,
cv313,
Flash Fearless,
Grey Daturas,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gories,
Tim Buckley,
Basic Channel,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cal Tjader,
Todd Rundgren,
Roger Hodgson,
Blossom Toes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marmalade,
Marine Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marvin Gaye,
Warren Ellis,
Minutemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pere Ubu,
Bobby Womack,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Byron Stingily,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Clear Light,
Pharoah Sanders,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.