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 Congo and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Erasure to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Q and Not U,
Grauzone,
These Immortal Souls,
Joyce Sims,
Ten City,
The Divine Comedy,
Zapp,
Stiv Bators,
EPMD,
D'Angelo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Swell Maps,
Minnie Riperton,
DJ Style,
Con Funk Shun,
Soul II Soul,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Invisible,
Aloha Tigers,
Half Japanese,
Moby Grape,
Buzzcocks,
Masters at Work,
F. McDonald,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Gang Green,
Ultra Naté,
Glenn Branca,
Monolake,
The Gories,
Accadde A,
Hot Snakes,
The Gun Club,
Hashim,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Sonics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Letta Mbulu,
Fat Boys,
Country Teasers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Andrew Hill,
Brand Nubian,
Stockholm Monsters,
Derrick May,
Crash Course in Science,
Dennis Brown,
Popol Vuh,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Siglo XX,
The Kinks,
K-Klass,
Funky Four + One,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mandrill,
The Slits,
Underground Resistance,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.