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 Montenegro and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Salvador.
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 theremin 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 Rod Modell 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
D'Angelo,
Kenny Larkin,
Arab on Radar,
The Associates,
The Zeros,
Tubeway Army,
Scott Walker,
Little Man,
Ultravox,
Sonic Youth,
AZ,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Parry Music,
Royal Trux,
LL Cool J,
Agitation Free,
The Count Five,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Siglo XX,
The Techniques,
Au Pairs,
Thee Headcoats,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tomorrow,
Bobby Womack,
The Young Rascals,
The Doors,
Lou Christie,
Gang Green,
Soul II Soul,
Graham Central Station,
The Gladiators,
The Busters,
Livin' Joy,
Hoover,
the Association,
Spandau Ballet,
Monks,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lucky Dragons,
The Barracudas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sugar Minott,
Traffic Nightmare,
The New Christs,
Procol Harum,
DJ Sneak,
Minnie Riperton,
Easy Going,
Leonard Cohen,
Derrick May,
Eurythmics,
Deakin,
Bill Wells,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.