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 Hungary and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Prince Buster to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
The Angels of Light,
Niagra,
Kayak,
Grauzone,
Spoonie Gee,
Talk Talk,
Sly & The Family Stone,
John Holt,
Derrick Morgan,
Oneida,
The Durutti Column,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joey Negro,
the Bar-Kays,
Lebanon Hanover,
Khruangbin,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Monochrome Set,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Delon & Dalcan,
Danielle Patucci,
The Fortunes,
Isaac Hayes,
Dual Sessions,
Duran Duran,
Faust,
Amon Düül,
Theoretical Girls,
The Move,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Golliwogs,
Donny Hathaway,
MC5,
Little Man,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang of Four,
Goldenarms,
The Invisible,
Fat Boys,
Roxy Music,
Mars,
Newcleus,
Rufus Thomas,
Bobby Byrd,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Agitation Free,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sparks,
kango's stein massive,
JFA,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minnie Riperton,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kerri Chandler,
Lightning Bolt,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.