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 Bolivia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Los Fastidios to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Public Enemy,
Crash Course in Science,
The Techniques,
The Grass Roots,
Blossom Toes,
Swell Maps,
Blake Baxter,
Panda Bear,
The Sound,
Rakim,
Leonard Cohen,
Circle Jerks,
Skaos,
Ice-T,
Wasted Youth,
Agitation Free,
The Saints,
Cal Tjader,
Sugar Minott,
Boredoms,
Hoover,
LL Cool J,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Shadows of Knight,
Popol Vuh,
Marcia Griffiths,
Michelle Simonal,
ABBA,
Yazoo,
Dorothy Ashby,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Max Romeo,
Unwound,
Warsaw,
Matthew Bourne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sex Pistols,
Sällskapet,
X-101,
KRS-One,
Glambeats Corp.,
David Axelrod,
Brand Nubian,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Los Fastidios,
Nick Fraelich,
Erykah Badu,
Can,
Franke,
The Misunderstood,
Yellowson,
Bill Wells,
The Tremeloes,
Easy Going,
Nas,
UT,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pere Ubu,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Zapp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.