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 Malta and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Joe Finger to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Quantec,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lou Reed,
Brick,
48th St. Collective,
Eric Dolphy,
The Associates,
The Fall,
The Invisible,
JFA,
Tommy Roe,
Bush Tetras,
Archie Shepp,
Quando Quango,
Motorama,
Lightning Bolt,
Mission of Burma,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The United States of America,
The Raincoats,
R.M.O.,
Pole,
Das Ding,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Icehouse,
kango's stein massive,
Procol Harum,
Underground Resistance,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Robert Görl,
Joy Division,
The Victims,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Detroit Cobras,
Average White Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Andrew Hill,
Quadrant,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Skatalites,
Au Pairs,
Sister Nancy,
Blossom Toes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Matthew Halsall,
Loose Ends,
F. McDonald,
Freddie Wadling,
Bluetip,
Moss Icon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Model 500,
Tim Buckley,
Tears for Fears,
The Mighty Diamonds,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Golliwogs,
Lucky Dragons,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.