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 Malaysia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Delhi.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 LL Cool J to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Joe Finger,
Negative Approach,
Tubeway Army,
the Sonics,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kaleidoscope,
Organ,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Association,
Tomorrow,
Blossom Toes,
Mark Hollis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sugar Minott,
Depeche Mode,
Skarface,
Iggy Pop,
Alphaville,
Chris & Cosey,
The Motions,
Radiohead,
Mr. Review,
Blancmange,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ronnie Foster,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bronski Beat,
The Trojans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Deakin,
Soul II Soul,
Television Personalities,
Swell Maps,
Little Man,
Crispy Ambulance,
Toni Rubio,
Aloha Tigers,
James White and The Blacks,
The Remains,
Minutemen,
The Smiths,
ABBA,
The Fortunes,
Tom Boy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Crispian St. Peters,
Althea and Donna,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Slackers,
Absolute Body Control,
Susan Cadogan,
Deepchord,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Dirtbombs,
Ken Boothe,
Sarah Menescal,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Soulsonic Force,
Audionom,
Jawbox,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.