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 India and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Audionom to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bauhaus,
The Gun Club,
the Bar-Kays,
Aaron Thompson,
Wire,
ABC,
MC5,
Bill Wells,
Can,
The Vogues,
Sarah Menescal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Archie Shepp,
The Blackbyrds,
June Days,
The American Breed,
Eddi Front,
Albert Ayler,
The Fuzztones,
Tres Demented,
Tears for Fears,
Althea and Donna,
Hasil Adkins,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fire Engines,
cv313,
Shuggie Otis,
Porter Ricks,
The Gap Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sun Ra,
Marcia Griffiths,
Suburban Knight,
John Holt,
Bobby Womack,
Kurtis Blow,
Camberwell Now,
Theoretical Girls,
Todd Terry,
Sonic Youth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Monks,
The Toasters,
Black Pus,
Joe Finger,
Grey Daturas,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pantytec,
Quando Quango,
Donny Hathaway,
Junior Murvin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Trojans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crime,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tom Boy,
D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo, D'Angelo.
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.