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 Mali and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 UT to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Procol Harum,
Ohio Players,
Blake Baxter,
the Association,
Ossler,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jeff Mills,
Black Bananas,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marvin Gaye,
Au Pairs,
Dennis Brown,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Monochrome Set,
David Bowie,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bobby Byrd,
Q65,
Cameo,
The Kinks,
Black Pus,
R.M.O.,
Unwound,
Roger Hodgson,
Lyres,
Zero Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
New Order,
Byron Stingily,
Circle Jerks,
The Dirtbombs,
Soft Cell,
Jacob Miller,
The Count Five,
Marmalade,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Joe Finger,
PIL,
Dark Day,
Rotary Connection,
The Searchers,
The Dead C,
Brass Construction,
Radiohead,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nick Fraelich,
Albert Ayler,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Monks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kevin Saunderson,
Magma,
Boz Scaggs,
Con Funk Shun,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.