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 Panama and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Minny Pops to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Alice Coltrane,
Morten Harket,
Ornette Coleman,
the Human League,
La Düsseldorf,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scott Walker,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Essential Logic,
Jacob Miller,
Q and Not U,
Al Stewart,
Loose Ends,
Ten City,
Barclay James Harvest,
Khruangbin,
Arab on Radar,
Pharoah Sanders,
DJ Style,
The Red Krayola,
Y Pants,
Matthew Bourne,
Erasure,
Reagan Youth,
Brand Nubian,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Johnny Clarke,
Ossler,
Bobby Sherman,
Excepter,
The Gories,
The Count Five,
The Monochrome Set,
The Wake,
CMW,
Ultra Naté,
Electric Prunes,
L. Decosne,
Eden Ahbez,
Grandmaster Flash,
ABBA,
Hasil Adkins,
Bad Manners,
DJ Sneak,
KRS-One,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Con Funk Shun,
The Star Department,
Ituana,
The Fuzztones,
Brothers Johnson,
New York Dolls,
Eurythmics,
Groovy Waters,
Youth Brigade,
PIL,
Absolute Body Control,
June of 44,
DNA,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
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.