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 Uruguay 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Selecter 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Soft Cell,
Depeche Mode,
The Evens,
The Dead C,
kango's stein massive,
The Litter,
Prince Buster,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Moon,
Das Ding,
Anakelly,
Oblivians,
Circle Jerks,
Alice Coltrane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
48th St. Collective,
Junior Murvin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bauhaus,
Sandy B,
Barry Ungar,
Camouflage,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Byron Stingily,
Marshall Jefferson,
Josef K,
The Gladiators,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nirvana,
Pylon,
Johnny Clarke,
Howard Jones,
Donny Hathaway,
ABC,
The Walker Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
The Beau Brummels,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Cramps,
D'Angelo,
Funky Four + One,
Pulsallama,
Eric Dolphy,
Thompson Twins,
Alton Ellis,
Wings,
The Slackers,
The Blackbyrds,
Radio Birdman,
Average White Band,
Juan Atkins,
10cc,
Mandrill,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.