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 Spain and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet 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 L. Decosne to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Grandmaster Flash,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sun Ra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Fall,
Bizarre Inc.,
Janne Schatter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
This Heat,
Hasil Adkins,
Michelle Simonal,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lungfish,
Negative Approach,
The Star Department,
Funky Four + One,
Eric Copeland,
Scrapy,
Cymande,
Public Image Ltd.,
Darondo,
Sound Behaviour,
Mary Jane Girls,
Avey Tare,
Bronski Beat,
The Mummies,
The Moleskins,
Reagan Youth,
Massinfluence,
DNA,
Vladislav Delay,
The Pop Group,
Lakeside,
Pulsallama,
Marmalade,
Skarface,
Audionom,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fluxion,
Absolute Body Control,
R.M.O.,
Magma,
Laurel Aitken,
Lindisfarne,
Gastr Del Sol,
Black Bananas,
Magazine,
Newcleus,
The Trojans,
Cal Tjader,
The Knickerbockers,
Rotary Connection,
Zapp,
Bobby Byrd,
The Doors,
Pole,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sugar Minott,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.