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 Bahrain and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Black Pus to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Arab on Radar,
Man Parrish,
Lalo Schifrin,
B.T. Express,
Piero Umiliani,
Grauzone,
Thompson Twins,
Lakeside,
Radiopuhelimet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pole,
Joy Division,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Average White Band,
The Cowsills,
The Motions,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ice-T,
EPMD,
Johnny Clarke,
Interpol,
The Smiths,
Jeff Mills,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rakim,
Wolf Eyes,
Subhumans,
Can,
Scientists,
Drive Like Jehu,
Intrusion,
Altered Images,
Bobby Sherman,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Connie Case,
Michelle Simonal,
Porter Ricks,
Sixth Finger,
Brass Construction,
Gong,
The Moleskins,
Tomorrow,
The Associates,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Slits,
Cameo,
Gang Green,
X-Ray Spex,
The Young Rascals,
In Retrospect,
Echospace,
Tears for Fears,
The Black Dice,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alton Ellis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.