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 Russia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe 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 Juan Atkins to the funk 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Zero Boys,
Schoolly D,
Erykah Badu,
Goldenarms,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Red Krayola,
Cybotron,
Bill Wells,
David Axelrod,
Ice-T,
Chrome,
D'Angelo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Anakelly,
Swell Maps,
Roxette,
a-ha,
Funkadelic,
Soulsonic Force,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Carl Craig,
Sonic Youth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultravox,
Man Parrish,
Basic Channel,
Grey Daturas,
the Normal,
Von Mondo,
The Monochrome Set,
Alice Coltrane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The United States of America,
Accadde A,
Index,
Glenn Branca,
Metal Thangz,
Clear Light,
ABBA,
Stiv Bators,
Byron Stingily,
Robert Hood,
The Pretty Things,
The Offenders,
Lebanon Hanover,
Half Japanese,
Skaos,
The Misunderstood,
Groovy Waters,
Organ,
Josef K,
Grandmaster Flash,
Monolake,
Moebius,
Procol Harum,
Television,
Steve Hackett,
R.M.O.,
The New Christs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
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.