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 Monaco and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 United States of America to the crunk 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pulsallama,
Eden Ahbez,
The Kinks,
Masters at Work,
Das Ding,
Althea and Donna,
Anthony Braxton,
Joensuu 1685,
The Mojo Men,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Moebius,
Eric Dolphy,
Ultra Naté,
Stetsasonic,
Minny Pops,
Pere Ubu,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sugar Minott,
Tom Boy,
the Germs,
Piero Umiliani,
Howard Jones,
Boz Scaggs,
The Red Krayola,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Au Pairs,
Slick Rick,
Donny Hathaway,
LL Cool J,
Fad Gadget,
The Tremeloes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joey Negro,
Index,
Kayak,
D'Angelo,
Minnie Riperton,
Crispy Ambulance,
E-Dancer,
Hasil Adkins,
The Standells,
Dual Sessions,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Electric Prunes,
Jacob Miller,
Harpers Bizarre,
Talk Talk,
Roxette,
Can,
Dark Day,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Swell Maps,
Al Stewart,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sällskapet,
Brand Nubian,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.