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 Bahamas and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Count Five to the grime 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fatback Band,
Swell Maps,
Quando Quango,
Ituana,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rhythm & Sound,
Charles Mingus,
Youth Brigade,
Sällskapet,
Susan Cadogan,
The Dirtbombs,
Lindisfarne,
Tres Demented,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Neon Judgement,
Wasted Youth,
Malaria!,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lalo Schifrin,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Dead C,
Ten City,
Alphaville,
The Fuzztones,
Jeff Mills,
In Retrospect,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fela Kuti,
The Martian,
Sight & Sound,
Hoover,
The Black Dice,
Young Marble Giants,
Outsiders,
This Heat,
Buzzcocks,
The Electric Prunes,
David McCallum,
Gang of Four,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Duran Duran,
Nation of Ulysses,
New Age Steppers,
Crash Course in Science,
Fad Gadget,
Gichy Dan,
Delta 5,
DNA,
Idris Muhammad,
Lower 48,
Slave,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Funkadelic,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
David Bowie,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.