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 Dominica and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nas to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes 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 harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Agent Orange,
Newcleus,
ABC,
The Associates,
Jandek,
Amazonics,
Robert Wyatt,
The Gladiators,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nik Kershaw,
Robert Hood,
Delon & Dalcan,
U.S. Maple,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eden Ahbez,
Organ,
Scott Walker,
Moss Icon,
KRS-One,
PIL,
Desert Stars,
The Gun Club,
Joey Negro,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Quadrant,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Can,
Soul II Soul,
R.M.O.,
Suicide,
Wire,
Freddie Wadling,
Gang of Four,
The Dirtbombs,
Tres Demented,
Hashim,
These Immortal Souls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Section 25,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kurtis Blow,
Panda Bear,
Tears for Fears,
Electric Prunes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dual Sessions,
L. Decosne,
Soulsonic Force,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
B.T. Express,
Nick Fraelich,
Audionom,
Country Teasers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
LL Cool J,
The Music Machine,
Tomorrow,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.