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 Canada and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Massinfluence to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lindisfarne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Morten Harket,
Camberwell Now,
Main Source,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lakeside,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Dennis Brown,
Sam Rivers,
Spoonie Gee,
Shuggie Otis,
Ludus,
Bronski Beat,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Laurel Aitken,
Rufus Thomas,
Crispy Ambulance,
Darondo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rotary Connection,
Kenny Larkin,
Arab on Radar,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
MDC,
Al Stewart,
Spandau Ballet,
Sight & Sound,
Scratch Acid,
Brass Construction,
Wire,
Guru Guru,
Roxy Music,
Agent Orange,
Model 500,
The J.B.'s,
Little Man,
Albert Ayler,
Rosa Yemen,
Warsaw,
Reagan Youth,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Modern Lovers,
Groovy Waters,
B.T. Express,
Reuben Wilson,
Jerry's Kids,
Lyres,
Stereo Dub,
The Moleskins,
Flamin' Groovies,
Niagra,
The Last Poets,
David Axelrod,
Marvin Gaye,
Public Enemy,
Crime,
Donny Hathaway,
Charles Mingus,
Swell Maps,
The Fire Engines,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.