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 Guinea-Bissau and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer 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 Smog to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Model 500,
Black Flag,
Rotary Connection,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Donny Hathaway,
Spandau Ballet,
Charles Mingus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Swell Maps,
Drexciya,
H. Thieme,
Hardrive,
UT,
Ultravox,
The Searchers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Toasters,
Zero Boys,
8 Eyed Spy,
Visage,
The Fugs,
Crash Course in Science,
John Cale,
Black Pus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Make Up,
Robert Hood,
The Fire Engines,
New Order,
Joe Smooth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Trojans,
Cameo,
The Mummies,
Nico,
Banda Bassotti,
Oneida,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Todd Rundgren,
Pet Shop Boys,
Davy DMX,
T. Rex,
Bobby Sherman,
Minnie Riperton,
The Seeds,
The Selecter,
The Misunderstood,
Metal Thangz,
Arab on Radar,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jeff Lynne,
Donald Byrd,
Derrick May,
Peter & Gordon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lakeside,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.