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 Ivory Coast and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Traffic Nightmare to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Moss Icon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Al Stewart,
Bang On A Can,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jeff Mills,
Lower 48,
Aloha Tigers,
Crime,
Sarah Menescal,
The Durutti Column,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eric Dolphy,
Infiniti,
The Divine Comedy,
The Fugs,
Goldenarms,
Max Romeo,
Stereo Dub,
Derrick May,
LL Cool J,
Bill Wells,
Black Bananas,
Yaz,
Minutemen,
Los Fastidios,
Animal Collective,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Althea and Donna,
the Germs,
Parry Music,
Section 25,
Rekid,
The Stooges,
Aaron Thompson,
Ituana,
The Wake,
Wire,
The Litter,
T.S.O.L.,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bush Tetras,
Eli Mardock,
Ludus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
R.M.O.,
Scion,
Marcia Griffiths,
Brothers Johnson,
Dave Gahan,
Donny Hathaway,
James White and The Blacks,
Mark Hollis,
Babytalk,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dark Day,
Barry Ungar,
The Sonics,
Rapeman,
the Swans,
Lakeside,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.