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 Bahamas and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Schoolly D to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
The Tremeloes,
Ronan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Arcadia,
Piero Umiliani,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Zapp,
Niagra,
Hardrive,
Minutemen,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fuzztones,
Swans,
Andrew Hill,
Roxy Music,
Robert Hood,
Rapeman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Graham Central Station,
48th St. Collective,
Royal Trux,
Eurythmics,
K-Klass,
Reagan Youth,
The Modern Lovers,
PIL,
A Certain Ratio,
Joensuu 1685,
Toni Rubio,
The Blackbyrds,
Juan Atkins,
Tubeway Army,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gichy Dan,
Neil Young,
cv313,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jacob Miller,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Laurel Aitken,
KRS-One,
X-101,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marcia Griffiths,
Davy DMX,
La Düsseldorf,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Audionom,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Desert Stars,
Soulsonic Force,
Make Up,
Spandau Ballet,
Lebanon Hanover,
Harmonia,
Jeff Lynne,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Newcleus,
Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment.
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.