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 Bolivia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Donald Fagen 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 Von Mondo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Von Mondo,
The Barracudas,
Davy DMX,
D'Angelo,
The Skatalites,
Alphaville,
EPMD,
The Gories,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fela Kuti,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Average White Band,
Dead Boys,
Agitation Free,
Mo-Dettes,
Godley & Creme,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The United States of America,
Sister Nancy,
Skarface,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joey Negro,
Ralphi Rosario,
Magma,
Tres Demented,
The Searchers,
Spandau Ballet,
Lucky Dragons,
Interpol,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Techniques,
Morten Harket,
The Smoke,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Flash Fearless,
Sugar Minott,
Stockholm Monsters,
Al Stewart,
Crooked Eye,
Ohio Players,
Spoonie Gee,
AZ,
Animal Collective,
Severed Heads,
Funkadelic,
Scratch Acid,
Eddi Front,
Alison Limerick,
Sex Pistols,
China Crisis,
Graham Central Station,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Motions,
Con Funk Shun,
The Litter,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Schoolly D,
Jesper Dahlback,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.