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 Nauru and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Soul II Soul to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Chris & Cosey,
Groovy Waters,
Yellowson,
Pylon,
June Days,
Peter and Kerry,
Steve Hackett,
Qualms,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gong,
Circle Jerks,
Fear,
The Neon Judgement,
DNA,
Derrick May,
Bobby Womack,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Altered Images,
Mo-Dettes,
John Cale,
The Buckinghams,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Yusef Lateef,
Don Cherry,
Stereo Dub,
David Bowie,
June of 44,
Jerry's Kids,
Lower 48,
Erykah Badu,
Minor Threat,
Kerri Chandler,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Charles Mingus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grey Daturas,
The Star Department,
AZ,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Young Marble Giants,
Alice Coltrane,
Animal Collective,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Joe Smooth,
Thee Headcoats,
Barrington Levy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Warren Ellis,
The Cure,
Todd Terry,
The Raincoats,
The J.B.'s,
Dorothy Ashby,
Byron Stingily,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boredoms,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Knickerbockers,
Basic Channel,
Mr. Review,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.