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 Swaziland and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gregory Isaacs to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Lalo Schifrin,
Freddie Wadling,
Dual Sessions,
Fela Kuti,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
L. Decosne,
Prince Buster,
Isaac Hayes,
Eric B and Rakim,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Sonics,
Japan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Radio Birdman,
The Moody Blues,
Sparks,
Au Pairs,
Brass Construction,
Underground Resistance,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Dead Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
The Victims,
Talk Talk,
Siglo XX,
Simply Red,
Echospace,
Robert Görl,
Drexciya,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Invisible,
Infiniti,
Soul Sonic Force,
Negative Approach,
Kerri Chandler,
Fugazi,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Last Poets,
Byron Stingily,
Average White Band,
The Busters,
The Wake,
E-Dancer,
Barrington Levy,
Leonard Cohen,
Cecil Taylor,
PIL,
Chrome,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nils Olav,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Shoche,
Kaleidoscope,
kango's stein massive,
X-102,
Josef K,
Goldenarms,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.