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 Fiji and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 clarinet 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 Tom Boy to the disco 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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Interpol,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
L. Decosne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Reagan Youth,
Monolake,
The Raincoats,
Liliput,
Camberwell Now,
Cymande,
Fear,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Fugs,
The Moody Blues,
Robert Hood,
Bill Wells,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gladiators,
Oneida,
Bobby Womack,
Drexciya,
Mary Jane Girls,
Agitation Free,
Maleditus Sound,
Roxette,
Erykah Badu,
Joy Division,
The Smiths,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Gap Band,
Audionom,
Nils Olav,
The Durutti Column,
Joe Smooth,
Boredoms,
Arcadia,
Aural Exciters,
Sällskapet,
Icehouse,
PIL,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Patti Smith,
Man Parrish,
Sparks,
Rosa Yemen,
Grey Daturas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Deakin,
Bauhaus,
Organ,
UT,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Y Pants,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eric Dolphy,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alice Coltrane,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.