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 Chad and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum 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 The Stooges to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sun Ra,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rapeman,
World's Most,
Harry Pussy,
Carl Craig,
The Raincoats,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Tremeloes,
Oblivians,
Black Pus,
Excepter,
K-Klass,
Public Enemy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Terrestrial Tones,
Barbara Tucker,
Throbbing Gristle,
Laurel Aitken,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crash Course in Science,
Matthew Bourne,
The Invisible,
Basic Channel,
Sarah Menescal,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Section 25,
Scott Walker,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Smooth,
U.S. Maple,
Pussy Galore,
Fluxion,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pierre Henry,
Pet Shop Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Y Pants,
Neil Young,
Pylon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
MC5,
Dorothy Ashby,
Brass Construction,
The Real Kids,
The Dead C,
Theoretical Girls,
Wally Richardson,
Rakim,
Toni Rubio,
Cymande,
Godley & Creme,
E-Dancer,
Rufus Thomas,
Quadrant,
Josef K,
DJ Style,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.