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 Qatar and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 rhodes 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 Marine Girls to the disco 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aural Exciters,
Aswad,
Tomorrow,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Parry Music,
Patti Smith,
Albert Ayler,
Godley & Creme,
Kool Moe Dee,
Peter and Kerry,
David Bowie,
Fela Kuti,
Newcleus,
Sparks,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
B.T. Express,
The Names,
DNA,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Unrelated Segments,
Royal Trux,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sandy B,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cal Tjader,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Severed Heads,
Anakelly,
John Lydon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blancmange,
Procol Harum,
Roger Hodgson,
Wings,
The Remains,
Delta 5,
John Foxx,
Deakin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roy Ayers,
Guru Guru,
The Count Five,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Altered Images,
Black Bananas,
Bobby Sherman,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Kinks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Grauzone,
Zapp,
Panda Bear,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.