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 Gambia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Halifax and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin 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 Country Teasers to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Letta Mbulu 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Television Personalities,
Cal Tjader,
Shuggie Otis,
Inner City,
Tubeway Army,
Aloha Tigers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Gap Band,
Guru Guru,
Rakim,
David Axelrod,
K-Klass,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Thee Headcoats,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sexual Harrassment,
T.S.O.L.,
Todd Rundgren,
Sister Nancy,
Stereo Dub,
Althea and Donna,
Echospace,
Scan 7,
Livin' Joy,
Ronnie Foster,
Joey Negro,
Mary Jane Girls,
Circle Jerks,
Josef K,
the Slits,
Neil Young,
Laurel Aitken,
Swans,
Tres Demented,
The Detroit Cobras,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mo-Dettes,
June of 44,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Public Enemy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Amon Düül,
The Gladiators,
Technova,
Pere Ubu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moby Grape,
Accadde A,
This Heat,
Arthur Verocai,
Quadrant,
Basic Channel,
Sparks,
Kenny Larkin,
The Dead C,
Camouflage,
Tears for Fears,
Das Ding,
Soul II Soul,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.