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 Ukraine and from Lyon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 güiro 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 Quando Quango to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Donny Hathaway,
Lungfish,
The Searchers,
Sugar Minott,
Brass Construction,
The Motions,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cymande,
The Shadows of Knight,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Youth Brigade,
Gichy Dan,
Ultravox,
Dead Boys,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Thompson Twins,
Model 500,
Lindisfarne,
Von Mondo,
Bill Near,
Marmalade,
Depeche Mode,
Crispian St. Peters,
Scan 7,
kango's stein massive,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Funky Four + One,
Donald Byrd,
The Velvet Underground,
Popol Vuh,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Germs,
The Fall,
Erykah Badu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fela Kuti,
The Victims,
Eden Ahbez,
Barry Ungar,
Big Daddy Kane,
Das Ding,
The Angels of Light,
Eric B and Rakim,
Barbara Tucker,
Ronan,
Warsaw,
Joensuu 1685,
Pantytec,
Man Parrish,
Peter and Kerry,
Can,
The Tremeloes,
Altered Images,
Leonard Cohen,
Public Enemy,
Jeff Mills,
Sällskapet,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.