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 Kenya and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Kayak to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Siglo XX,
Soft Cell,
Gichy Dan,
The Sonics,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joy Division,
Reuben Wilson,
Shuggie Otis,
Crime,
Lightning Bolt,
Das Ding,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lakeside,
Ossler,
The Motions,
Terry Callier,
The Golliwogs,
Judy Mowatt,
The Fugs,
Marine Girls,
CMW,
The Mummies,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Invisible,
The Cramps,
The Tremeloes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kenny Larkin,
Groovy Waters,
Pussy Galore,
Aswad,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pantaleimon,
Pere Ubu,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-102,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cluster,
John Holt,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Human League,
Reagan Youth,
X-101,
The Index,
Alton Ellis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Traffic Nightmare,
Iggy Pop,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fire Engines,
John Foxx,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Raincoats,
The Gladiators,
The Grass Roots,
Simply Red,
Second Layer,
Nico,
Main Source,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.