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 Tajikistan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Accadde A to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Skaos,
LL Cool J,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Blackbyrds,
Television Personalities,
Mantronix,
Television,
Au Pairs,
Howard Jones,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Count Five,
The Associates,
The Angels of Light,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kevin Saunderson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Real Kids,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Joey Negro,
Minutemen,
Pussy Galore,
MC5,
Simply Red,
Blake Baxter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Parry Music,
Ponytail,
Throbbing Gristle,
Thompson Twins,
Black Moon,
Technova,
Faraquet,
Piero Umiliani,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Cowsills,
Livin' Joy,
Oneida,
The Index,
Brick,
The Black Dice,
48th St. Collective,
Dark Day,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Soft Cell,
Chrome,
Bizarre Inc.,
ABC,
The Mojo Men,
Pylon,
The Invisible,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Soul II Soul,
The Fuzztones,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Germs,
Average White Band,
Anakelly,
Vladislav Delay,
Altered Images,
Porter Ricks,
The Modern Lovers,
Black Pus,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.