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 Kuwait and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Clear Light to the jazz 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
The Fortunes,
Deakin,
Negative Approach,
Deepchord,
Bobby Byrd,
Blake Baxter,
Tomorrow,
Agent Orange,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cybotron,
EPMD,
Byron Stingily,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Motions,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Trumans Water,
Eddi Front,
Iggy Pop,
Skaos,
Scrapy,
Dave Gahan,
Neu!,
Don Cherry,
Subhumans,
Quantec,
Soft Cell,
The Wake,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Deadbeat,
Procol Harum,
In Retrospect,
Can,
Lungfish,
Fluxion,
U.S. Maple,
The Techniques,
Soulsonic Force,
Nico,
Eurythmics,
Lee Hazlewood,
Andrew Hill,
Lakeside,
Blossom Toes,
The Stooges,
Electric Prunes,
Scion,
Crooked Eye,
Model 500,
Camberwell Now,
LL Cool J,
Sällskapet,
Pylon,
Tres Demented,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Charles Mingus,
The Fire Engines,
Depeche Mode,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Fuzztones,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.