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 Copenhagen.
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 Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Skriet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kas Product,
Liliput,
Morten Harket,
Oblivians,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Japan,
Nick Fraelich,
EPMD,
Letta Mbulu,
Brothers Johnson,
Gerry Rafferty,
The American Breed,
Brass Construction,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Spandau Ballet,
The Pop Group,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pere Ubu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Standells,
Swell Maps,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Amon Düül,
Ponytail,
T. Rex,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sparks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
June of 44,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Swans,
Q and Not U,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sixth Finger,
Y Pants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rufus Thomas,
Don Cherry,
Hot Snakes,
Bronski Beat,
Kerri Chandler,
The Stooges,
The Angels of Light,
The Associates,
Stockholm Monsters,
DJ Sneak,
Grauzone,
Porter Ricks,
Can,
Eurythmics,
Subhumans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Brand Nubian,
Dave Gahan,
Nik Kershaw,
Ornette Coleman,
John Cale,
Gang Green,
The Tremeloes,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.