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 Czech Republic and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Nick Fraelich to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Wings,
KRS-One,
Smog,
Chris & Cosey,
Camouflage,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eddi Front,
Jimmy McGriff,
Godley & Creme,
Bootsy Collins,
Alphaville,
Quadrant,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Index,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Shadows of Knight,
Sight & Sound,
Cameo,
The Last Poets,
Faraquet,
Moss Icon,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare,
Whodini,
Aaron Thompson,
Section 25,
The Blackbyrds,
Kerri Chandler,
Gabor Szabo,
DNA,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Human League,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Prince Buster,
Kayak,
Q and Not U,
Eric Copeland,
Cybotron,
Barrington Levy,
Black Bananas,
Symarip,
Althea and Donna,
Roxette,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Black Dice,
Big Daddy Kane,
Erasure,
Junior Murvin,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Soft Cell,
Archie Shepp,
Franke,
Harpers Bizarre,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ituana,
John Lydon,
The Angels of Light,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stetsasonic,
48th St. Collective,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.