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 Guyana and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum 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 Carl Craig 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Chris Corsano,
Soulsonic Force,
Lindisfarne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joe Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
Ten City,
A Certain Ratio,
Quando Quango,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Max Romeo,
The Slits,
Duran Duran,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Black Moon,
The Raincoats,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pantaleimon,
James White and The Blacks,
Grey Daturas,
Q65,
Nils Olav,
These Immortal Souls,
The Standells,
Skarface,
New Order,
Fatback Band,
Bronski Beat,
Moby Grape,
Rapeman,
The Buckinghams,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Japan,
R.M.O.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Shuggie Otis,
Sandy B,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
ABC,
The Human League,
Reagan Youth,
Visage,
Crispian St. Peters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Altered Images,
The Young Rascals,
The Trojans,
Jawbox,
Patti Smith,
Sound Behaviour,
Theoretical Girls,
Guru Guru,
Gichy Dan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nik Kershaw,
Whodini,
Sällskapet,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.