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 Latvia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the crunk 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Techniques,
John Foxx,
Byron Stingily,
Brass Construction,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fat Boys,
Y Pants,
The Kinks,
The Litter,
Whodini,
Sister Nancy,
the Germs,
Man Parrish,
Hashim,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Monochrome Set,
The Birthday Party,
The Sound,
X-Ray Spex,
Amon Düül,
Ornette Coleman,
E-Dancer,
The Pretty Things,
The Vogues,
Todd Terry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Oneida,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dead Boys,
the Association,
Aswad,
Chrome,
Ken Boothe,
Clear Light,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Angels of Light,
This Heat,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Leaves,
Ponytail,
The Dead C,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Magma,
Niagra,
Kas Product,
Yazoo,
The Fire Engines,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Mummies,
Hardrive,
The Young Rascals,
H. Thieme,
Darondo,
David McCallum,
Deepchord,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Blues Magoos,
The American Breed,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.