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 Sweden and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 808 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 Todd Rundgren to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Music Machine,
U.S. Maple,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Newcleus,
Nico,
Wire,
Bobby Sherman,
AZ,
R.M.O.,
Gang Green,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Funky Four + One,
June Days,
The Toasters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eddi Front,
Joy Division,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
X-101,
Charles Mingus,
Roxette,
Icehouse,
Sarah Menescal,
The Evens,
The Buckinghams,
Johnny Clarke,
Simply Red,
Carl Craig,
Lou Christie,
Peter and Kerry,
Khruangbin,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fela Kuti,
Grandmaster Flash,
Inner City,
Malaria!,
Stiv Bators,
Ornette Coleman,
Patti Smith,
Marvin Gaye,
Cheater Slicks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ten City,
The Victims,
Arab on Radar,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tomorrow,
Heaven 17,
Lyres,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wally Richardson,
Con Funk Shun,
David McCallum,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fluxion,
The J.B.'s,
Minutemen,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.