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 Malaysia and from Lille.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Minnie Riperton to the punk 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wasted Youth,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fear,
The Offenders,
Crispy Ambulance,
Aural Exciters,
Amazonics,
Hashim,
Moby Grape,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Archie Shepp,
Groovy Waters,
One Last Wish,
Ornette Coleman,
Model 500,
The Leaves,
Eurythmics,
Gang Green,
Flash Fearless,
Main Source,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Martian,
Pulsallama,
Quando Quango,
Alice Coltrane,
Scratch Acid,
Grey Daturas,
Quantec,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Deakin,
Jeru the Damaja,
Brass Construction,
Henry Cow,
Joe Smooth,
Subhumans,
The Dead C,
Sister Nancy,
Simply Red,
Nico,
Faraquet,
The United States of America,
Urselle,
Arab on Radar,
The Index,
Guru Guru,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dark Day,
The Blackbyrds,
Con Funk Shun,
The Modern Lovers,
Silicon Teens,
Crime,
The Stooges,
Black Moon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Flag,
Blake Baxter,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.