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 Nigeria and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the funk 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Outsiders,
The Detroit Cobras,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Saints,
Guru Guru,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Cowsills,
Saccharine Trust,
Banda Bassotti,
Pulsallama,
Slick Rick,
Scientists,
Kerri Chandler,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Duran Duran,
X-102,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Green,
Delon & Dalcan,
Depeche Mode,
Metal Thangz,
The Vogues,
Grauzone,
Nation of Ulysses,
Man Parrish,
Gang Gang Dance,
U.S. Maple,
Scratch Acid,
The Sonics,
Sonny Sharrock,
Crooked Eye,
This Heat,
Quantec,
The Golliwogs,
Nirvana,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Zeros,
Eric Copeland,
Aaron Thompson,
Q and Not U,
The Busters,
Gang of Four,
Neu!,
Pussy Galore,
Negative Approach,
Sixth Finger,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sun Ra,
Bush Tetras,
Curtis Mayfield,
Erasure,
Ituana,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Big Daddy Kane,
Vladislav Delay,
the Swans,
Mantronix,
Pole,
Max Romeo,
Lungfish,
Crime,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.