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 Congo and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 JFA to the crunk 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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mary Jane Girls,
Charles Mingus,
Davy DMX,
Vladislav Delay,
Scan 7,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tommy Roe,
Newcleus,
JFA,
Nick Fraelich,
Parry Music,
The Busters,
Dennis Brown,
The Moleskins,
The Last Poets,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marine Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Bananas,
Zapp,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Man Parrish,
Neil Young,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kerri Chandler,
Barry Ungar,
OOIOO,
Kerrie Biddell,
Robert Hood,
ABC,
Silicon Teens,
Iggy Pop,
Lyres,
Japan,
Lou Reed,
The Dead C,
Qualms,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Invisible,
Cluster,
In Retrospect,
Lucky Dragons,
China Crisis,
Chris & Cosey,
The Wake,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Clear Light,
Public Image Ltd.,
X-Ray Spex,
One Last Wish,
The Trojans,
Soulsonic Force,
Loose Ends,
Marcia Griffiths,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Whodini,
the Normal,
Dead Boys,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sugar Minott,
Frankie Knuckles,
Agitation Free,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.