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 Kosovo and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Marmalade to the grime 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
E-Dancer,
The Velvet Underground,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cybotron,
Fluxion,
Cymande,
the Swans,
In Retrospect,
Marmalade,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Hoover,
Silicon Teens,
Zapp,
Avey Tare,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bronski Beat,
Motorama,
Ronnie Foster,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jacob Miller,
Brand Nubian,
Ohio Players,
Amon Düül,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Evens,
The Dirtbombs,
Scan 7,
Circle Jerks,
Bang On A Can,
Tears for Fears,
Tubeway Army,
Black Pus,
Kayak,
Technova,
The Gories,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Funkadelic,
AZ,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Half Japanese,
Janne Schatter,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Negative Approach,
Mandrill,
Nirvana,
The Invisible,
JFA,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Smoke,
FM Einheit,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sarah Menescal,
Radiohead,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Grauzone,
James White and The Blacks,
Moss Icon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Hot Snakes,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo 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.