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 Cyprus and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 spring reverb 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 Sonic Youth to the rap 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Pere Ubu,
Terrestrial Tones,
48th St. Collective,
Second Layer,
Laurel Aitken,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Newcleus,
the Sonics,
Wings,
The Residents,
Stereo Dub,
DJ Sneak,
Sugar Minott,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ituana,
Basic Channel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soft Machine,
Girls At Our Best!,
Harmonia,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Magma,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eric Dolphy,
Grandmaster Flash,
ABBA,
the Human League,
The Fortunes,
China Crisis,
Bobby Byrd,
The Invisible,
Albert Ayler,
Hot Snakes,
Zero Boys,
Soul II Soul,
Massinfluence,
Eric B and Rakim,
Barrington Levy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
This Heat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cameo,
Rites of Spring,
Moss Icon,
Young Marble Giants,
Drexciya,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Adolescents,
The Walker Brothers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ornette Coleman,
Crash Course in Science,
Ten City,
Peter & Gordon,
Blancmange,
The Cowsills,
The Gories,
Joe Smooth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.