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 Germany 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the electroclash 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
CMW,
Minny Pops,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Music Machine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mars,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Main Source,
Pet Shop Boys,
Susan Cadogan,
The Five Americans,
La Düsseldorf,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Alison Limerick,
Zero Boys,
Infiniti,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Swans,
Lucky Dragons,
Black Bananas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Porter Ricks,
Stereo Dub,
Niagra,
Archie Shepp,
Harmonia,
Gang Gang Dance,
Grey Daturas,
Don Cherry,
Faraquet,
Chris Corsano,
Monolake,
FM Einheit,
Metal Thangz,
Suicide,
Index,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Franke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Underground Resistance,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Moon,
Sparks,
Yellowson,
The Moleskins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Johnny Clarke,
Letta Mbulu,
Sun Ra,
T. Rex,
Lindisfarne,
The Standells,
Public Image Ltd.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
AZ,
One Last Wish,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.