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 Burundi and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bluetip to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Cymande,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Organ,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marmalade,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rosa Yemen,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Sound,
Avey Tare,
Zapp,
Don Cherry,
Vladislav Delay,
Amazonics,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Quadrant,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Black Dice,
Angry Samoans,
Stetsasonic,
Marc Almond,
Severed Heads,
World's Most,
Wolf Eyes,
Index,
Cecil Taylor,
Technova,
Fatback Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Mad Mike,
Symarip,
Make Up,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fela Kuti,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Little Man,
Pulsallama,
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Yusef Lateef,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dual Sessions,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Offenders,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Last Poets,
Lou Reed,
Crime,
Gang of Four,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pussy Galore,
Monolake,
B.T. Express,
Henry Cow,
Sight & Sound,
Archie Shepp,
Electric Prunes,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.