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 South Sudan and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Das Ding to the electroclash 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
DJ Style,
Con Funk Shun,
Negative Approach,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Youth Brigade,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jerry's Kids,
Johnny Clarke,
Audionom,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barclay James Harvest,
Khruangbin,
Tommy Roe,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tears for Fears,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Blossom Toes,
Carl Craig,
DJ Sneak,
Bootsy Collins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Alphaville,
The Happenings,
Nick Fraelich,
Tropical Tobacco,
Grauzone,
Yazoo,
Ludus,
Lower 48,
Saccharine Trust,
Echospace,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Junior Murvin,
Funky Four + One,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Vogues,
Roy Ayers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Silicon Teens,
Lyres,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camouflage,
The Count Five,
Donny Hathaway,
David Axelrod,
Soulsonic Force,
Mars,
Crispian St. Peters,
Magma,
Pylon,
Hashim,
Sonic Youth,
Monolake,
The Standells,
H. Thieme,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.