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 Guatemala and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
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 Godley & Creme to the crunk 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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sun City Girls,
Animal Collective,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David McCallum,
Scientists,
Lou Christie,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cameo,
Deadbeat,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Alphaville,
Motorama,
Kerri Chandler,
Oneida,
The Grass Roots,
Marc Almond,
Minnie Riperton,
Saccharine Trust,
The Fugs,
Ken Boothe,
Albert Ayler,
Kurtis Blow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Johnny Clarke,
Anthony Braxton,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Black Sheep,
Pierre Henry,
OOIOO,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jacques Brel,
The Electric Prunes,
Easy Going,
Delta 5,
Hoover,
Nils Olav,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Motions,
The Walker Brothers,
DJ Style,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
F. McDonald,
Bauhaus,
Average White Band,
Warsaw,
Spandau Ballet,
Robert Wyatt,
Monks,
Fad Gadget,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Music Machine,
Masters at Work,
The Selecter,
Lungfish,
Soul II Soul,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.