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 Korea South and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba 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 The Real Kids to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jimmy McGriff,
Cameo,
The Techniques,
Kenny Larkin,
Iggy Pop,
Danielle Patucci,
Mr. Review,
Lower 48,
Vainqueur,
Tomorrow,
Albert Ayler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Arcadia,
MDC,
Youth Brigade,
Pole,
Reagan Youth,
Cluster,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joe Smooth,
The Moody Blues,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ronan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crooked Eye,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bronski Beat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Modern Lovers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Infiniti,
Junior Murvin,
Funky Four + One,
Shoche,
Yellowson,
Symarip,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nils Olav,
the Normal,
Gong,
The Count Five,
The Index,
LL Cool J,
Aaron Thompson,
Porter Ricks,
Howard Jones,
Rakim,
Los Fastidios,
Rapeman,
Prince Buster,
Saccharine Trust,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultra Naté,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.