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 Jamaica and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Philadelphia and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 güiro 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 Funkadelic to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Spandau Ballet,
Juan Atkins,
Q and Not U,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gang Starr,
Peter and Kerry,
The Stooges,
Saccharine Trust,
The Last Poets,
Altered Images,
Technova,
Bang On A Can,
Alphaville,
Slick Rick,
Marcia Griffiths,
Glenn Branca,
OOIOO,
Ronan,
The Blackbyrds,
Suburban Knight,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lakeside,
Todd Rundgren,
Swans,
Q65,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mandrill,
Jerry Gold Smith,
DJ Sneak,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Trojans,
The Tremeloes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
ABBA,
Amon Düül,
The Gun Club,
Jerry's Kids,
Ludus,
Arcadia,
Flipper,
Bill Near,
The Knickerbockers,
John Cale,
Depeche Mode,
Con Funk Shun,
Agitation Free,
The Gories,
The Birthday Party,
Soulsonic Force,
Hasil Adkins,
Crooked Eye,
The Remains,
The Busters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Motions,
Al Stewart,
Harry Pussy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.