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 Georgia and from Houston.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cal Tjader to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Dual Sessions,
Index,
The Count Five,
Kurtis Blow,
Gang Green,
The Vogues,
Ronnie Foster,
Roxy Music,
the Sonics,
Brothers Johnson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Make Up,
Ituana,
Organ,
Lyres,
Pantaleimon,
Public Enemy,
Isaac Hayes,
Hasil Adkins,
Janne Schatter,
Mars,
Stetsasonic,
Boredoms,
Sixth Finger,
Matthew Bourne,
kango's stein massive,
The Velvet Underground,
DJ Sneak,
Groovy Waters,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bluetip,
Metal Thangz,
Eden Ahbez,
Angry Samoans,
Bush Tetras,
Babytalk,
B.T. Express,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Whodini,
AZ,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Litter,
Maleditus Sound,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Martian,
Interpol,
Hoover,
Magma,
Eric B and Rakim,
Radiohead,
Altered Images,
Big Daddy Kane,
Talk Talk,
Goldenarms,
Oneida,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cymande,
Laurel Aitken,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yellowson,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.