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 Albania and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro 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 Slave to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The American Breed. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
The Star Department,
The Black Dice,
Bob Dylan,
Boz Scaggs,
Bad Manners,
Angry Samoans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wolf Eyes,
Anthony Braxton,
F. McDonald,
Erasure,
Charles Mingus,
Babytalk,
Skaos,
Motorama,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Reed,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Invisible,
Trumans Water,
Soft Machine,
Robert Wyatt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Absolute Body Control,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scratch Acid,
The Slackers,
Bootsy Collins,
Jimmy McGriff,
EPMD,
China Crisis,
The Skatalites,
The Gap Band,
Aswad,
Eric B and Rakim,
Shuggie Otis,
Pussy Galore,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Depeche Mode,
The Dave Clark Five,
Clear Light,
Nico,
John Foxx,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Slits,
Bluetip,
Gichy Dan,
Alphaville,
Theoretical Girls,
Rekid,
The Red Krayola,
The Barracudas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Magma,
The Fire Engines,
Second Layer,
Unwound,
Con Funk Shun,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Niagra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Porter Ricks,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.