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 Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Pet Shop Boys to the rock 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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Pulsallama,
Judy Mowatt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Masters at Work,
ABC,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Massinfluence,
Lyres,
Dark Day,
The J.B.'s,
The Stooges,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Ultra Naté,
Sandy B,
Leonard Cohen,
Lou Christie,
Albert Ayler,
Joy Division,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Grass Roots,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fuzztones,
Yusef Lateef,
Public Image Ltd.,
Groovy Waters,
John Coltrane,
The Happenings,
Porter Ricks,
Skaos,
Al Stewart,
Warsaw,
Jawbox,
Bill Wells,
Ludus,
The Residents,
Fatback Band,
John Cale,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lalann,
X-101,
Lungfish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ken Boothe,
R.M.O.,
These Immortal Souls,
Aloha Tigers,
David McCallum,
The Doobie Brothers,
La Düsseldorf,
Monolake,
Icehouse,
kango's stein massive,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.