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 Suriname and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Basic Channel to the jazz 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Clear Light,
The Monochrome Set,
Wire,
Funkadelic,
The Cure,
Tomorrow,
The Remains,
Kevin Saunderson,
Johnny Clarke,
Kaleidoscope,
Soul II Soul,
The Move,
EPMD,
The Gap Band,
the Bar-Kays,
The Mojo Men,
Franke,
Pantaleimon,
Althea and Donna,
Johnny Osbourne,
Subhumans,
Sandy B,
Wally Richardson,
Arthur Verocai,
Essential Logic,
Oneida,
Average White Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Freddie Wadling,
UT,
Audionom,
Monolake,
Connie Case,
Dual Sessions,
The Associates,
Soulsonic Force,
Warsaw,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ten City,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Iggy Pop,
Minnie Riperton,
Bush Tetras,
Hoover,
Barrington Levy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Slave,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Alison Limerick,
Zero Boys,
The Star Department,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sun City Girls,
Ronnie Foster,
Tropical Tobacco,
The New Christs,
James White and The Blacks,
Rekid,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Reuben Wilson,
Pussy Galore,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.