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 Serbia and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tomorrow to the rock 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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ornette Coleman,
Severed Heads,
Brand Nubian,
The Doobie Brothers,
Audionom,
Camberwell Now,
Average White Band,
Franke,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tubeway Army,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Saccharine Trust,
Main Source,
Supertramp,
FM Einheit,
Iggy Pop,
Arcadia,
The Blackbyrds,
Brothers Johnson,
Marvin Gaye,
Essential Logic,
Bauhaus,
Arab on Radar,
Minutemen,
Model 500,
the Germs,
Tres Demented,
ABC,
Amon Düül,
Robert Wyatt,
Isaac Hayes,
Desert Stars,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mantronix,
Crime,
Kas Product,
Erykah Badu,
Inner City,
Q and Not U,
The Fall,
Shoche,
Flipper,
Rakim,
The Human League,
Eric Dolphy,
F. McDonald,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Tremeloes,
The Skatalites,
Fatback Band,
Depeche Mode,
Silicon Teens,
Unrelated Segments,
The Associates,
Crash Course in Science,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Animal Collective,
Marcia Griffiths,
Subhumans,
Crooked Eye,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.