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 Suriname and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Lakeside to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Funkadelic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Fuzztones,
The Motions,
Gabor Szabo,
Jerry's Kids,
Sandy B,
Ronan,
Symarip,
Glambeats Corp.,
June Days,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ituana,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Erasure,
Deakin,
Suicide,
Lungfish,
Aloha Tigers,
Ten City,
Japan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scion,
The Index,
Todd Rundgren,
Rakim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kenny Larkin,
Rotary Connection,
Brass Construction,
Mantronix,
Joy Division,
Isaac Hayes,
Tears for Fears,
Altered Images,
The Doors,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Human League,
The Smiths,
The Gories,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barbara Tucker,
Lower 48,
The Zeros,
David McCallum,
The Flesh Eaters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deepchord,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
PIL,
Television,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Donny Hathaway,
the Association,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Dirtbombs,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.