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 Malta and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fluxion to the punk 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Barrington Levy,
The Smoke,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Christie,
FM Einheit,
Suicide,
Big Daddy Kane,
Excepter,
Tommy Roe,
The Raincoats,
Massinfluence,
Bauhaus,
The Blackbyrds,
Fat Boys,
Lakeside,
The Victims,
Blake Baxter,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Brass Construction,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Television Personalities,
Metal Thangz,
Arcadia,
Monolake,
Unrelated Segments,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jacob Miller,
Animal Collective,
Freddie Wadling,
Groovy Waters,
Todd Rundgren,
JFA,
The Velvet Underground,
Sexual Harrassment,
Johnny Clarke,
The Vogues,
Mars,
Hoover,
Tim Buckley,
Slick Rick,
The Real Kids,
DJ Sneak,
Ituana,
Lalann,
Organ,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Babytalk,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cybotron,
Underground Resistance,
Japan,
In Retrospect,
The Count Five,
cv313,
Rakim,
Subhumans,
Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon, Pantaleimon.
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.