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 Sierra Leone and from Milan.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Rakim to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Adolescents,
Derrick Morgan,
Chrome,
Flipper,
The Gap Band,
Bad Manners,
Minor Threat,
A Flock of Seagulls,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Outsiders,
Swans,
Kayak,
Ponytail,
The Durutti Column,
Faraquet,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
ABC,
The Wake,
Soft Cell,
Crooked Eye,
Au Pairs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Slick Rick,
Patti Smith,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Neon Judgement,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Oblivians,
Donny Hathaway,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
New Age Steppers,
Livin' Joy,
Amazonics,
A Certain Ratio,
Public Enemy,
DJ Style,
U.S. Maple,
Eric Copeland,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Niagra,
Second Layer,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Velvet Underground,
Sound Behaviour,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cowsills,
Maleditus Sound,
Sparks,
The Stooges,
the Human League,
Section 25,
The Monks,
Von Mondo,
Saccharine Trust,
Supertramp,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ludus,
Susan Cadogan,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.