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 Brunei and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 rhodes 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 Amon Düül to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Matthew Bourne,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Monochrome Set,
Big Daddy Kane,
Public Image Ltd.,
Andrew Hill,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deadbeat,
10cc,
Heaven 17,
John Foxx,
The Smoke,
Absolute Body Control,
Parry Music,
Eddi Front,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
New York Dolls,
Peter and Kerry,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minutemen,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Music Machine,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Los Fastidios,
Slave,
Danielle Patucci,
B.T. Express,
Terry Callier,
New Order,
The Raincoats,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Offenders,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mandrill,
Scott Walker,
Gabor Szabo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Durutti Column,
Erykah Badu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
KRS-One,
a-ha,
The Searchers,
Flash Fearless,
Arcadia,
Simply Red,
Marine Girls,
David McCallum,
Cluster,
Cecil Taylor,
Derrick May,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Skatalites,
Fugazi,
Lou Christie,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
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The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.