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 Rwanda and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rotary Connection,
DJ Style,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Glenn Branca,
Easy Going,
Bobby Womack,
Janne Schatter,
Anthony Braxton,
Sarah Menescal,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Grass Roots,
UT,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Five Americans,
Skarface,
B.T. Express,
Leonard Cohen,
Funkadelic,
Stiv Bators,
The Seeds,
Guru Guru,
Morten Harket,
Con Funk Shun,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Soulsonic Force,
Lalann,
Robert Wyatt,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thompson Twins,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hashim,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Heaven 17,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Kinks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ituana,
Avey Tare,
Panda Bear,
Echospace,
the Sonics,
the Bar-Kays,
Agitation Free,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Names,
Stereo Dub,
the Fania All-Stars,
Negative Approach,
Ronnie Foster,
The Velvet Underground,
The Invisible,
June of 44,
Terry Callier,
Youth Brigade,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Beau Brummels,
Pantaleimon,
Unrelated Segments,
Young Marble Giants,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.