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 China and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 JFA to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
H. Thieme,
UT,
Hardrive,
Kenny Larkin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
One Last Wish,
the Association,
FM Einheit,
Visage,
The Barracudas,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terrestrial Tones,
Country Teasers,
Joe Finger,
Mr. Review,
The Grass Roots,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Khruangbin,
Ten City,
Gang of Four,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ludus,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sight & Sound,
Oblivians,
The Walker Brothers,
Archie Shepp,
New Order,
Bill Near,
MC5,
Altered Images,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Victims,
JFA,
E-Dancer,
Fela Kuti,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lightning Bolt,
Accadde A,
Toni Rubio,
Soulsonic Force,
Banda Bassotti,
Marvin Gaye,
Rufus Thomas,
Essential Logic,
Black Sheep,
Glenn Branca,
The Stooges,
These Immortal Souls,
The Move,
Deepchord,
The Knickerbockers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
This Heat,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Interpol,
Wire,
Vladislav Delay,
The Motions,
Sexual Harrassment,
Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun, Con Funk Shun.
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.