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 South Africa and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Essential Logic to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Eric Dolphy,
Babytalk,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gong,
Intrusion,
Scientists,
The Electric Prunes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Normal,
Anthony Braxton,
New Age Steppers,
Guru Guru,
Bad Manners,
Public Enemy,
The Dirtbombs,
Jeff Lynne,
Camouflage,
Barbara Tucker,
Robert Görl,
Bobby Byrd,
Easy Going,
Skriet,
ABBA,
Patti Smith,
Rod Modell,
Crime,
Japan,
Sam Rivers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
A Certain Ratio,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barry Ungar,
Morten Harket,
Monolake,
Echospace,
the Sonics,
The Knickerbockers,
Eric Copeland,
Lucky Dragons,
Aloha Tigers,
Supertramp,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bluetip,
Maurizio,
Peter and Kerry,
The Smiths,
B.T. Express,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Das Ding,
Q and Not U,
Fat Boys,
Porter Ricks,
Kenny Larkin,
Idris Muhammad,
Andrew Hill,
Black Flag,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.