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 Cape Verde and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Average White Band 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Amazonics,
Drexciya,
Lyres,
Pussy Galore,
The Fugs,
China Crisis,
Isaac Hayes,
Graham Central Station,
Flash Fearless,
Jacques Brel,
AZ,
Michelle Simonal,
Yaz,
The Litter,
Public Enemy,
Tears for Fears,
Sound Behaviour,
Hashim,
Matthew Halsall,
Trumans Water,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Vainqueur,
Jeff Lynne,
Interpol,
Ornette Coleman,
Ten City,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fear,
Agitation Free,
The Fuzztones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Electric Prunes,
DJ Sneak,
Funky Four + One,
Gang Green,
Pere Ubu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Cale,
Marshall Jefferson,
Make Up,
Saccharine Trust,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ponytail,
The Black Dice,
Eddi Front,
ABC,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Sherman,
The Mummies,
Organ,
The Durutti Column,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pulsallama,
New York Dolls,
The Angels of Light,
Thee Headcoats,
Cheater Slicks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cymande,
Roy Ayers,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.