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 Benin and from Columbus.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Human League to the crunk 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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sun Ra,
kango's stein massive,
FM Einheit,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Excepter,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kool Moe Dee,
ABC,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Black Pus,
The Zeros,
Depeche Mode,
Eric Copeland,
The Dead C,
The Evens,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deadbeat,
Mo-Dettes,
Juan Atkins,
Jawbox,
Marvin Gaye,
Q65,
Masters at Work,
Piero Umiliani,
Iggy Pop,
Banda Bassotti,
Kerri Chandler,
The Red Krayola,
Mars,
The Moleskins,
Black Moon,
Soft Machine,
Connie Case,
Tommy Roe,
Amon Düül,
Gabor Szabo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Danielle Patucci,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Swans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gang of Four,
Ronnie Foster,
Minor Threat,
Agitation Free,
Khruangbin,
cv313,
Shoche,
K-Klass,
Urselle,
Metal Thangz,
Skriet,
Jesper Dahlback,
Whodini,
Little Man,
Bad Manners,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.