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 Mauritania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Interpol to the grunge 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Funkadelic,
New York Dolls,
Reagan Youth,
the Association,
ABC,
Crash Course in Science,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Toasters,
The Blues Magoos,
Young Marble Giants,
The Golliwogs,
The Fugs,
Ken Boothe,
Joe Smooth,
Echospace,
Alton Ellis,
Guru Guru,
New Order,
The Music Machine,
Visage,
MC5,
Don Cherry,
Fatback Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Pierre Henry,
Electric Prunes,
Von Mondo,
Malaria!,
The Slackers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lou Christie,
Barry Ungar,
Rapeman,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Standells,
Anakelly,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Procol Harum,
Danielle Patucci,
Vainqueur,
ABBA,
EPMD,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Brick,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ten City,
Gang of Four,
Crispian St. Peters,
Warren Ellis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brand Nubian,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boz Scaggs,
Barbara Tucker,
Organ,
Darondo,
Janne Schatter,
Sällskapet,
Erasure,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.