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 the UAE and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Mantronix to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
JFA,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Womack,
Tropical Tobacco,
Quadrant,
Radio Birdman,
Suicide,
Grauzone,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
ABBA,
Easy Going,
The Blackbyrds,
The Zeros,
Josef K,
Cluster,
Metal Thangz,
Mark Hollis,
Soft Machine,
Terry Callier,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lindisfarne,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skriet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nirvana,
James White and The Blacks,
Reuben Wilson,
Danielle Patucci,
Pierre Henry,
Joensuu 1685,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Shoche,
The Fortunes,
Donald Byrd,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sonic Youth,
Black Pus,
The Remains,
The Martian,
Kurtis Blow,
Jawbox,
The Knickerbockers,
Echospace,
Rosa Yemen,
Lou Christie,
Tim Buckley,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lalann,
Mandrill,
John Cale,
The Slits,
Bronski Beat,
Althea and Donna,
kango's stein massive,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.