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 Colombia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 X-102 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Andrew Hill,
Kurtis Blow,
The Star Department,
Mary Jane Girls,
Morten Harket,
Joey Negro,
Eddi Front,
Marmalade,
Fad Gadget,
the Human League,
Con Funk Shun,
Man Eating Sloth,
New Age Steppers,
Aswad,
Half Japanese,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scrapy,
Loose Ends,
Whodini,
The Sound,
Stiv Bators,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Godley & Creme,
Circle Jerks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Curtis Mayfield,
June of 44,
Althea and Donna,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Intrusion,
Delta 5,
The Durutti Column,
Chris & Cosey,
The J.B.'s,
Depeche Mode,
Pharoah Sanders,
ABC,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Slackers,
K-Klass,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Moody Blues,
Rotary Connection,
June Days,
Echospace,
Spoonie Gee,
Robert Hood,
Vainqueur,
Funky Four + One,
Ronan,
Brass Construction,
Sam Rivers,
The Music Machine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rufus Thomas,
Magma,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lalann,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Wasted Youth,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.