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 Vietnam and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Masters at Work to the funk 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Trumans Water,
Fela Kuti,
Model 500,
Brothers Johnson,
LL Cool J,
The Saints,
The American Breed,
Howard Jones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Slackers,
The Motions,
Lou Reed,
Michelle Simonal,
Gang Gang Dance,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
One Last Wish,
Yazoo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sparks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Chris & Cosey,
Throbbing Gristle,
Fat Boys,
Silicon Teens,
Au Pairs,
Audionom,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Agent Orange,
Scion,
Jacques Brel,
John Foxx,
the Sonics,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Isaac Hayes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Morten Harket,
The Electric Prunes,
T.S.O.L.,
UT,
Con Funk Shun,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fugazi,
Barrington Levy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Flipper,
Blancmange,
Banda Bassotti,
Mark Hollis,
Crooked Eye,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jawbox,
Camberwell Now,
Soulsonic Force,
Basic Channel,
Niagra,
The Cure,
Brick,
Drexciya,
Malaria!,
Talk Talk,
Jeff Mills,
Steve Hackett,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.