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 Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Minnie Riperton to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro 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 theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
The Modern Lovers,
Au Pairs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
June of 44,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tres Demented,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kurtis Blow,
Technova,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sun Ra,
Neu!,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pierre Henry,
Nik Kershaw,
Niagra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Green,
Sonny Sharrock,
Marshall Jefferson,
DJ Sneak,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Christie,
Lightning Bolt,
Country Teasers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bill Wells,
Groovy Waters,
Accadde A,
John Coltrane,
Soul II Soul,
Anthony Braxton,
DJ Style,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Swans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Brothers Johnson,
Maurizio,
Boz Scaggs,
Dave Gahan,
The Wake,
Roger Hodgson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fire Engines,
Mark Hollis,
Shoche,
The Count Five,
Trumans Water,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tears for Fears,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Skriet,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Germs,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.