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 Botswana and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Girls At Our Best! to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Oblivians,
Joe Finger,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonic Youth,
Morten Harket,
Motorama,
Half Japanese,
Rapeman,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
B.T. Express,
Yazoo,
Masters at Work,
Stetsasonic,
The Gap Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Main Source,
Marcia Griffiths,
Flipper,
Harmonia,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Carl Craig,
Jerry's Kids,
Blake Baxter,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eric Copeland,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Selecter,
DJ Sneak,
MDC,
Echospace,
Jeff Lynne,
Icehouse,
Joy Division,
Lungfish,
David Bowie,
The Real Kids,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Mummies,
Gang Gang Dance,
Anthony Braxton,
The Fall,
Neu!,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Suicide,
KRS-One,
Fatback Band,
Archie Shepp,
Gang of Four,
Interpol,
Hasil Adkins,
Peter and Kerry,
Simply Red,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Infiniti,
Letta Mbulu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Leonard Cohen,
Newcleus,
Roxette,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.