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 Sri Lanka and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Con Funk Shun to the jazz 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Anthony Braxton,
This Heat,
Shoche,
Maleditus Sound,
Basic Channel,
Wings,
Bobby Womack,
Eric Copeland,
DJ Style,
Johnny Osbourne,
China Crisis,
Charles Mingus,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ultimate Spinach,
Chris & Cosey,
Stereo Dub,
Suicide,
Nils Olav,
The Modern Lovers,
The Saints,
The Litter,
Flash Fearless,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jacob Miller,
the Sonics,
Kaleidoscope,
Monks,
Moby Grape,
John Lydon,
Soulsonic Force,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jeff Mills,
The New Christs,
Susan Cadogan,
Young Marble Giants,
MC5,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jawbox,
Gabor Szabo,
Faraquet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pulsallama,
Joe Finger,
Roy Ayers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Make Up,
Pierre Henry,
Frankie Knuckles,
Guru Guru,
Joyce Sims,
Deadbeat,
Groovy Waters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sonics,
Marmalade,
Buzzcocks,
Joey Negro,
Eric Dolphy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fat Boys,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.