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 Congo and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 808 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 Joe Smooth to the grime 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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Morten Harket,
Blossom Toes,
Skriet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
OOIOO,
Johnny Clarke,
Black Pus,
Lalann,
Chris & Cosey,
The Sonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Von Mondo,
Liliput,
Jawbox,
Fluxion,
A Certain Ratio,
Los Fastidios,
Peter and Kerry,
Jeff Lynne,
The Misunderstood,
Big Daddy Kane,
Visage,
Todd Terry,
New Age Steppers,
The Tremeloes,
Kenny Larkin,
The Victims,
Malaria!,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roxy Music,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Count Five,
Eric Copeland,
Country Teasers,
Ronnie Foster,
Wally Richardson,
Cecil Taylor,
Dave Gahan,
Tres Demented,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Saints,
Con Funk Shun,
Whodini,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Neon Judgement,
Steve Hackett,
Spoonie Gee,
Youth Brigade,
The Fugs,
Lyres,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rites of Spring,
Stetsasonic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Danielle Patucci,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fela Kuti,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.