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 Latvia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the organ 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soul II Soul,
The Selecter,
The Cowsills,
The Beau Brummels,
Delta 5,
Sight & Sound,
Johnny Clarke,
Skarface,
Flash Fearless,
The Move,
Depeche Mode,
Cluster,
Pulsallama,
Outsiders,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scientists,
Donald Byrd,
Magazine,
Fatback Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Idris Muhammad,
Ituana,
The Grass Roots,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Zeros,
Lyres,
Lucky Dragons,
Yazoo,
The Electric Prunes,
Prince Buster,
Radiopuhelimet,
Brothers Johnson,
The Techniques,
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Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aural Exciters,
X-102,
Malaria!,
AZ,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lakeside,
Desert Stars,
Silicon Teens,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Cure,
Danielle Patucci,
Chrome,
Babytalk,
Alton Ellis,
Althea and Donna,
Sandy B,
One Last Wish,
Cybotron,
Oblivians,
Faust,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.