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 Germany and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Accra.
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 rhodes 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 Soul Sonic Force to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
10cc,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
UT,
U.S. Maple,
Mars,
Charles Mingus,
Heaven 17,
Bill Wells,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marine Girls,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
In Retrospect,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eric B and Rakim,
June Days,
Shuggie Otis,
John Cale,
Animal Collective,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Barbara Tucker,
Youth Brigade,
Bang On A Can,
Rosa Yemen,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
New York Dolls,
Con Funk Shun,
The Wake,
Suburban Knight,
Roy Ayers,
Reagan Youth,
The Mojo Men,
Au Pairs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soul Sonic Force,
Harmonia,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Bar-Kays,
Simply Red,
Lindisfarne,
Lalann,
The Red Krayola,
Bobby Byrd,
The Fuzztones,
Fatback Band,
Robert Görl,
Joey Negro,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Peter and Kerry,
48th St. Collective,
Faraquet,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Morten Harket,
Sarah Menescal,
The Dave Clark Five,
Derrick Morgan,
Ultra Naté,
Robert Hood,
Bill Near,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.