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 Antigua and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Tears for Fears to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
The Index,
EPMD,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Negative Approach,
John Holt,
Sonic Youth,
Bobby Sherman,
Jesper Dahlback,
ABC,
Bob Dylan,
Aloha Tigers,
Cameo,
Interpol,
Scott Walker,
New York Dolls,
Maurizio,
Sight & Sound,
Sällskapet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rufus Thomas,
The Monochrome Set,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Germs,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Charles Mingus,
Minutemen,
Bush Tetras,
Idris Muhammad,
Magma,
Pussy Galore,
Shuggie Otis,
The Slackers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Little Man,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bronski Beat,
Siglo XX,
Prince Buster,
The Young Rascals,
Minnie Riperton,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jacques Brel,
The Monks,
DJ Sneak,
Deakin,
Khruangbin,
Archie Shepp,
Unrelated Segments,
Television Personalities,
The Raincoats,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The American Breed,
The Last Poets,
Sun Ra,
Letta Mbulu,
Warren Ellis,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.