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 Ireland and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Au Pairs to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Martian. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
The Young Rascals,
Judy Mowatt,
Roy Ayers,
This Heat,
Soul II Soul,
The Fire Engines,
Rakim,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jeru the Damaja,
Soft Machine,
Tommy Roe,
David Bowie,
Derrick Morgan,
Surgeon,
Deadbeat,
Barry Ungar,
PIL,
Sun Ra,
Jesper Dahlback,
Unwound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Saints,
Cluster,
Eden Ahbez,
James White and The Blacks,
Liliput,
Radiohead,
Animal Collective,
Tropical Tobacco,
Soft Cell,
The Kinks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Goldenarms,
Kas Product,
The Smoke,
Amon Düül II,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Slits,
Excepter,
Second Layer,
Kenny Larkin,
Con Funk Shun,
In Retrospect,
The Monochrome Set,
Panda Bear,
Rufus Thomas,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Angels of Light,
Groovy Waters,
Lyres,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Amon Düül,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bobby Womack,
Sister Nancy,
Intrusion,
The Vogues,
Erasure,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.