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 Madagascar and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the electroclash 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron 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 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kevin Saunderson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Icehouse,
The Toasters,
Lungfish,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rhythm & Sound,
AZ,
The Human League,
Stiv Bators,
The Gap Band,
Harry Pussy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cecil Taylor,
Flash Fearless,
Lalann,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Junior Murvin,
Gichy Dan,
Aloha Tigers,
Avey Tare,
Bad Manners,
Section 25,
Monolake,
Chris Corsano,
Judy Mowatt,
The Black Dice,
Reagan Youth,
Chris & Cosey,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Cale,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cymande,
R.M.O.,
U.S. Maple,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gabor Szabo,
Aswad,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Malaria!,
Anakelly,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Bar-Kays,
Eurythmics,
Dawn Penn,
Ken Boothe,
Oblivians,
The Cure,
Ten City,
Gang Starr,
Supertramp,
KRS-One,
Robert Hood,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.