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 Gambia and from London.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Lou Reed 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 Aaron Thompson to the funk 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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Al Stewart,
Hasil Adkins,
Stereo Dub,
The Fuzztones,
Agitation Free,
Saccharine Trust,
The Raincoats,
Cal Tjader,
Rakim,
Cybotron,
Franke,
Inner City,
Television Personalities,
The Misunderstood,
Negative Approach,
The Selecter,
Soulsonic Force,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Zeros,
The Human League,
Procol Harum,
the Sonics,
Connie Case,
Steve Hackett,
Andrew Hill,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ludus,
The Doors,
Lindisfarne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Litter,
Pantytec,
Kaleidoscope,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Danielle Patucci,
Liliput,
Oblivians,
The Monochrome Set,
David Axelrod,
The Martian,
The Fall,
Funky Four + One,
Oneida,
The Star Department,
Ken Boothe,
Freddie Wadling,
Spoonie Gee,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mark Hollis,
Los Fastidios,
Banda Bassotti,
Underground Resistance,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Slits,
Mission of Burma,
Camberwell Now,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jimmy McGriff,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.