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 Malta and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Negative Approach,
Ponytail,
New York Dolls,
Young Marble Giants,
The Fuzztones,
Theoretical Girls,
cv313,
Minutemen,
Eric Dolphy,
CMW,
Qualms,
H. Thieme,
Suicide,
Nik Kershaw,
The Real Kids,
The New Christs,
Mr. Review,
Stereo Dub,
Kayak,
Arab on Radar,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Easy Going,
Symarip,
Pet Shop Boys,
Heaven 17,
Nick Fraelich,
Television Personalities,
Erykah Badu,
Nirvana,
D'Angelo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dead C,
Kurtis Blow,
Lakeside,
Scrapy,
Andrew Hill,
Ludus,
The Gladiators,
Nas,
Swans,
Marvin Gaye,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Con Funk Shun,
Black Moon,
Stiv Bators,
Spoonie Gee,
The Misunderstood,
Wolf Eyes,
Man Parrish,
Jeff Mills,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Juan Atkins,
The Tremeloes,
The Blackbyrds,
Mark Hollis,
Lower 48,
48th St. Collective,
Dave Gahan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.