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 Uruguay and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Johnny Clarke to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fat Boys,
Soul II Soul,
Procol Harum,
Whodini,
Jandek,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Thompson Twins,
The Busters,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bill Near,
Intrusion,
Terry Callier,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Malaria!,
Aswad,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun Ra,
Neil Young,
Drive Like Jehu,
Al Stewart,
Swell Maps,
Fad Gadget,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nirvana,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Qualms,
Ronan,
The Fuzztones,
Marine Girls,
F. McDonald,
Warsaw,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Sonics,
Eric Dolphy,
Pagans,
Electric Prunes,
Cameo,
Lyres,
Andrew Hill,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pylon,
Desert Stars,
Boogie Down Productions,
Connie Case,
Urselle,
Icehouse,
The Buckinghams,
Popol Vuh,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sparks,
Clear Light,
Fugazi,
Loose Ends,
Liliput,
Anakelly,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lightning Bolt,
Hoover, Hoover, Hoover, Hoover.
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.