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 Burkina and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gregory Isaacs to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Roxy Music,
Sandy B,
Rakim,
The Velvet Underground,
Average White Band,
The Offenders,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Massinfluence,
Derrick May,
Monolake,
Archie Shepp,
Kurtis Blow,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scott Walker,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Guru Guru,
The Buckinghams,
Jacques Brel,
The Monochrome Set,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bluetip,
Joe Finger,
Skarface,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Metal Thangz,
Con Funk Shun,
Technova,
Faust,
A Certain Ratio,
8 Eyed Spy,
Silicon Teens,
X-101,
Ten City,
the Sonics,
Ponytail,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Move,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Clear Light,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Surgeon,
Slick Rick,
The Birthday Party,
Laurel Aitken,
Yellowson,
Monks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Associates,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
LL Cool J,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Das Ding,
The Wake,
David Bowie,
Man Parrish,
John Holt,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Junior Murvin,
Tom Boy,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.