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 Kuwait and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Connie Case to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Heavy D & The Boyz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Minny Pops,
The Electric Prunes,
PIL,
Boz Scaggs,
Pole,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soul II Soul,
The Zeros,
Lebanon Hanover,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Siglo XX,
Scientists,
Juan Atkins,
Hoover,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pet Shop Boys,
Depeche Mode,
Lalann,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Monochrome Set,
E-Dancer,
Nas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roxy Music,
Mo-Dettes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Fuzztones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Steve Hackett,
Flamin' Groovies,
LL Cool J,
Quadrant,
Hashim,
Lou Reed,
Goldenarms,
Howard Jones,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sight & Sound,
Television,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Patti Smith,
Country Teasers,
Bronski Beat,
Swell Maps,
Das Ding,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thee Headcoats,
Rod Modell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marvin Gaye,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Residents,
Boredoms,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Malaria!,
Bobby Womack,
U.S. Maple,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Carl Craig,
Ludus,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.