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 United Kingdom and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Pop Group to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Radiohead,
The Black Dice,
Neu!,
Loose Ends,
Eurythmics,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jimmy McGriff,
Isaac Hayes,
AZ,
Ronnie Foster,
Ralphi Rosario,
Erasure,
Urselle,
KRS-One,
Cymande,
Nico,
Erykah Badu,
Minor Threat,
The Beau Brummels,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marcia Griffiths,
Al Stewart,
The Real Kids,
Khruangbin,
Surgeon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Mo-Dettes,
Spoonie Gee,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Blues Magoos,
World's Most,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rakim,
Byron Stingily,
Johnny Clarke,
Theoretical Girls,
Moss Icon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Skriet,
Lalann,
Tommy Roe,
Brothers Johnson,
Rites of Spring,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Moody Blues,
Amon Düül,
The Music Machine,
The Blackbyrds,
The Busters,
Minny Pops,
The Doobie Brothers,
Unwound,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.