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 Kenya and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum 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 Outsiders to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
The Invisible,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Mojo Men,
Simply Red,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Talk Talk,
Piero Umiliani,
Aaron Thompson,
Parry Music,
Michelle Simonal,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Tremeloes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Malaria!,
Frankie Knuckles,
Essential Logic,
Mars,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobby Womack,
Ohio Players,
Guru Guru,
The Sonics,
Bobby Byrd,
The Young Rascals,
Danielle Patucci,
Desert Stars,
Scion,
Minnie Riperton,
The Monochrome Set,
The Durutti Column,
FM Einheit,
Maurizio,
Erykah Badu,
Zapp,
Charles Mingus,
Masters at Work,
The Count Five,
Sun City Girls,
Qualms,
Alison Limerick,
Joey Negro,
Letta Mbulu,
Visage,
Fear,
John Cale,
Second Layer,
Toni Rubio,
Audionom,
Intrusion,
Cymande,
Joyce Sims,
PIL,
The Barracudas,
Bronski Beat,
Kenny Larkin,
Duran Duran,
Lyres,
Angry Samoans,
Livin' Joy,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.