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 Argentina and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 The Index to the grunge 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Von Mondo,
Steve Hackett,
Archie Shepp,
Idris Muhammad,
Silicon Teens,
Ash Ra Tempel,
KRS-One,
The Gap Band,
David McCallum,
Talk Talk,
X-101,
The Pop Group,
Kevin Saunderson,
The New Christs,
Joey Negro,
Throbbing Gristle,
Funkadelic,
One Last Wish,
T. Rex,
Television,
Unwound,
Skriet,
Barbara Tucker,
Anakelly,
Main Source,
Sound Behaviour,
Aaron Thompson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Porter Ricks,
The Tremeloes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Matthew Bourne,
Frankie Knuckles,
Derrick Morgan,
Model 500,
Chris & Cosey,
Shuggie Otis,
Masters at Work,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Negative Approach,
Dead Boys,
Magazine,
Popol Vuh,
Flipper,
The Associates,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sugar Minott,
Y Pants,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kerri Chandler,
Yazoo,
Simply Red,
Junior Murvin,
Fugazi,
Isaac Hayes,
Wings,
Gichy Dan,
Donny Hathaway,
Michelle Simonal,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.