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 Singapore and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Glasgow.
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 snare 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 Todd Terry to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Lyres,
Michelle Simonal,
Quadrant,
Qualms,
Ponytail,
Nas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ossler,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jacob Miller,
Goldenarms,
Franke,
The Young Rascals,
Symarip,
Talk Talk,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Blues Magoos,
Cal Tjader,
Cameo,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Last Poets,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Anthony Braxton,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fortunes,
The United States of America,
Tubeway Army,
Ohio Players,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Trumans Water,
Brick,
Zero Boys,
the Association,
Kas Product,
Aural Exciters,
Judy Mowatt,
Crooked Eye,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radio Birdman,
Depeche Mode,
Robert Görl,
The Cramps,
The Raincoats,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Albert Ayler,
Maleditus Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
Tom Boy,
Nirvana,
The Grass Roots,
Joe Finger,
Aswad,
John Foxx,
Sonny Sharrock,
Aaron Thompson,
Piero Umiliani,
The Pretty Things,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.