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 Lebanon and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Ralphi Rosario to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Byrd,
Qualms,
The Golliwogs,
John Cale,
Sly & The Family Stone,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Sherman,
Can,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Derrick May,
Eric B and Rakim,
Funky Four + One,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Babytalk,
Rod Modell,
Stetsasonic,
R.M.O.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
CMW,
The Trojans,
Chris Corsano,
Lightning Bolt,
the Human League,
Lyres,
Lou Christie,
48th St. Collective,
Stereo Dub,
The Happenings,
Rakim,
The Wake,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cymande,
Eli Mardock,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Loose Ends,
Severed Heads,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Todd Rundgren,
Parry Music,
Porter Ricks,
Michelle Simonal,
Yusef Lateef,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Motions,
Eric Dolphy,
H. Thieme,
Amon Düül,
Bizarre Inc.,
Slick Rick,
Stockholm Monsters,
Flipper,
Drexciya,
Connie Case,
Inner City,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Move,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mad Mike,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.