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 Cyprus and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare 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 Skarface to the dance 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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Ken Boothe,
DJ Style,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Dead C,
cv313,
Max Romeo,
Iggy Pop,
Fear,
Animal Collective,
Sister Nancy,
Smog,
Funkadelic,
June Days,
Essential Logic,
Ten City,
The Residents,
X-101,
The Black Dice,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Janne Schatter,
Scan 7,
The Divine Comedy,
Oneida,
The Cure,
Marc Almond,
Laurel Aitken,
The Techniques,
Faraquet,
Wally Richardson,
The Gap Band,
Model 500,
Tom Boy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bauhaus,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Section 25,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kayak,
Al Stewart,
Boredoms,
Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
Index,
Heaven 17,
8 Eyed Spy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Agitation Free,
Skriet,
Sight & Sound,
Von Mondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Todd Rundgren,
Visage,
Idris Muhammad,
John Lydon,
the Association,
Warren Ellis,
Sun Ra,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.