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 Angola 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Lou Christie to the electroclash 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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Freddie Wadling,
Godley & Creme,
Flipper,
The Buckinghams,
Funkadelic,
The J.B.'s,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Panda Bear,
Q and Not U,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kevin Saunderson,
The United States of America,
Smog,
Marc Almond,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Little Man,
Bronski Beat,
Sun Ra,
Crime,
Fear,
Arcadia,
Cheater Slicks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dual Sessions,
Moss Icon,
Hoover,
The Happenings,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Kinks,
H. Thieme,
Brick,
a-ha,
D'Angelo,
Joy Division,
Erykah Badu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Piero Umiliani,
Anthony Braxton,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Archie Shepp,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ultra Naté,
Eve St. Jones,
The Divine Comedy,
Groovy Waters,
Roxy Music,
Jandek,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gerry Rafferty,
Vladislav Delay,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Patti Smith,
David Axelrod,
Man Parrish,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Moleskins,
Goldenarms,
The Flesh Eaters,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.