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 Qatar and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 La Düsseldorf to the rap 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Yusef Lateef,
The Evens,
Bluetip,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bizarre Inc.,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Associates,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fire Engines,
B.T. Express,
Ronan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Whodini,
Pierre Henry,
The Gladiators,
Robert Hood,
U.S. Maple,
Wire,
Pole,
Suburban Knight,
Arthur Verocai,
New Order,
Bobby Hutcherson,
F. McDonald,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Skriet,
Symarip,
The Standells,
Talk Talk,
Theoretical Girls,
Fatback Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Severed Heads,
Fear,
Pantytec,
Sound Behaviour,
Drexciya,
Tomorrow,
Althea and Donna,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Icehouse,
The Gun Club,
Bobby Womack,
the Human League,
Moss Icon,
Chris Corsano,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
New Age Steppers,
Lower 48,
Cheater Slicks,
Royal Trux,
Lee Hazlewood,
Patti Smith,
Maurizio,
Avey Tare,
Barrington Levy,
Marc Almond,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.