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 Tuvalu and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bootsy Collins to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Marine Girls,
New Order,
Supertramp,
The Cure,
Fifty Foot Hose,
LL Cool J,
The Moleskins,
Byron Stingily,
Simply Red,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Warsaw,
Wasted Youth,
D'Angelo,
Alton Ellis,
Crime,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eric Dolphy,
Nils Olav,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tears for Fears,
Andrew Hill,
Mantronix,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ice-T,
Crash Course in Science,
Gichy Dan,
B.T. Express,
Lungfish,
Smog,
Tim Buckley,
The Vogues,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Clear Light,
The Pop Group,
Glenn Branca,
Eden Ahbez,
Scion,
Soulsonic Force,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Malaria!,
The American Breed,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Monks,
the Association,
The Martian,
OOIOO,
Kurtis Blow,
Spandau Ballet,
Radiohead,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mission of Burma,
The Tremeloes,
Das Ding,
Moebius,
the Fania All-Stars,
Outsiders,
Alphaville,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tommy Roe,
Underground Resistance,
Silicon Teens,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.