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 Jordan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 DJ Sneak to the crunk 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Man Eating Sloth,
Anakelly,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Happenings,
Althea and Donna,
Oneida,
Unrelated Segments,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Slits,
Simply Red,
Interpol,
Eric Copeland,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Michelle Simonal,
Goldenarms,
The New Christs,
Gichy Dan,
Jerry's Kids,
Angry Samoans,
Eli Mardock,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jeff Mills,
Index,
Warsaw,
Lyres,
Gang Starr,
Joy Division,
The Fall,
The Beau Brummels,
Tres Demented,
Country Teasers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Parry Music,
Funkadelic,
Main Source,
The Knickerbockers,
Kaleidoscope,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Association,
Loose Ends,
The Searchers,
Ultravox,
June of 44,
Urselle,
Reuben Wilson,
The Skatalites,
Clear Light,
Sonny Sharrock,
UT,
The Buckinghams,
Sun Ra,
The Invisible,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deadbeat,
Mantronix,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
CMW,
Circle Jerks,
Lindisfarne,
The Electric Prunes,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.