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 Bahrain and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ 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 Iggy Pop to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
L. Decosne,
Quantec,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tubeway Army,
Arcadia,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter & Gordon,
Pantytec,
Pharoah Sanders,
Todd Rundgren,
Ossler,
Lakeside,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Doobie Brothers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Livin' Joy,
Main Source,
Quadrant,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
A Certain Ratio,
This Heat,
Easy Going,
Ultra Naté,
Depeche Mode,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Al Stewart,
Surgeon,
Gichy Dan,
Technova,
Joyce Sims,
KRS-One,
Organ,
Blancmange,
Niagra,
Agent Orange,
World's Most,
The Leaves,
David Bowie,
F. McDonald,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Radio Birdman,
The Martian,
Laurel Aitken,
Erasure,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barrington Levy,
Brick,
Bobby Byrd,
Massinfluence,
Kas Product,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Evens,
Babytalk,
Cal Tjader,
Lucky Dragons,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.