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 Libya and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar 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. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Radiohead,
Technova,
Nas,
The Grass Roots,
Agent Orange,
Franke,
Iggy Pop,
EPMD,
Camouflage,
The Remains,
K-Klass,
Scion,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sight & Sound,
Ponytail,
Chris Corsano,
Deadbeat,
Joe Finger,
Michelle Simonal,
Isaac Hayes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Todd Terry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Selecter,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Flesh Eaters,
Malaria!,
Alton Ellis,
Pulsallama,
Niagra,
48th St. Collective,
The Motions,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Robert Görl,
Public Enemy,
The Standells,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Human League,
Sonny Sharrock,
Altered Images,
Todd Rundgren,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Modern Lovers,
Simply Red,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Don Cherry,
Hardrive,
Boredoms,
Laurel Aitken,
Metal Thangz,
Susan Cadogan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Skarface,
U.S. Maple,
Monks,
Grauzone,
John Holt,
Ossler,
Little Man,
Second Layer,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.