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 Iraq and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 808 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 Lower 48 to the rock 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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Main Source,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Smoke,
Rod Modell,
Idris Muhammad,
Slave,
James White and The Blacks,
Blake Baxter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lightning Bolt,
Brand Nubian,
Skarface,
The Five Americans,
The Young Rascals,
Anakelly,
ABC,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jeru the Damaja,
John Foxx,
Rotary Connection,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yellowson,
ABBA,
Nick Fraelich,
The Kinks,
a-ha,
Lindisfarne,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Real Kids,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Thompson Twins,
Agitation Free,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Amon Düül,
Public Enemy,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gories,
Marine Girls,
Wasted Youth,
UT,
The Fortunes,
Howard Jones,
Alison Limerick,
Todd Terry,
This Heat,
Subhumans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Black Sheep,
Crash Course in Science,
The Techniques,
The United States of America,
Audionom,
Von Mondo,
The Cure,
Mo-Dettes,
Das Ding,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Hutcherson,
Matthew Halsall,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.