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 Kyrgyzstan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Doors to the jazz 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Monks,
The Remains,
Television,
Tubeway Army,
Scott Walker,
X-102,
Pantytec,
Hoover,
Maurizio,
Prince Buster,
Cymande,
Gang Gang Dance,
Amazonics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
David Axelrod,
Intrusion,
Ken Boothe,
The Martian,
Radiopuhelimet,
Agent Orange,
a-ha,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joey Negro,
Bobby Byrd,
Section 25,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Quadrant,
The Index,
MDC,
Young Marble Giants,
Marmalade,
Crime,
Negative Approach,
Joe Smooth,
Fear,
Buzzcocks,
Hot Snakes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ludus,
Public Image Ltd.,
Second Layer,
cv313,
Wings,
Rakim,
Pagans,
OOIOO,
Y Pants,
Chris & Cosey,
The Names,
The Motions,
the Normal,
Shoche,
Yusef Lateef,
Josef K,
Peter and Kerry,
Gil Scott Heron,
Stiv Bators,
Danielle Patucci,
Reagan Youth,
Al Stewart,
Nico,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.