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 Comoros and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord 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 The Star Department to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dawn Penn,
Patti Smith,
Roy Ayers,
The Divine Comedy,
Pagans,
Spoonie Gee,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Urselle,
The Grass Roots,
Animal Collective,
UT,
Sparks,
Joe Finger,
David Axelrod,
Half Japanese,
Prince Buster,
June of 44,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fugs,
X-102,
Absolute Body Control,
Sight & Sound,
Fugazi,
Altered Images,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Skatalites,
David McCallum,
Goldenarms,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tubeway Army,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Audionom,
Brand Nubian,
Adolescents,
Alison Limerick,
The Selecter,
Bizarre Inc.,
Brothers Johnson,
The American Breed,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pierre Henry,
The Smiths,
Bootsy Collins,
The Trojans,
The Slackers,
Liliput,
Faust,
The Gories,
The Knickerbockers,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lyres,
Sam Rivers,
The Seeds,
Erykah Badu,
Gerry Rafferty,
Alice Coltrane,
Thompson Twins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Skaos,
Nik Kershaw,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.