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 Lithuania and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro 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 Bizarre Inc. to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Ronan,
Avey Tare,
Jerry's Kids,
The Associates,
Warsaw,
Alice Coltrane,
Blancmange,
June of 44,
The Slits,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Byron Stingily,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Radio Birdman,
Ultra Naté,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Sonics,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DJ Style,
The Doors,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
T. Rex,
Electric Light Orchestra,
X-101,
The J.B.'s,
The Wake,
Cluster,
Grey Daturas,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Slick Rick,
Mars,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sister Nancy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Raincoats,
Rotary Connection,
Brand Nubian,
The Pop Group,
The Leaves,
The Angels of Light,
Agitation Free,
Lightning Bolt,
F. McDonald,
Ponytail,
The Blackbyrds,
Cal Tjader,
Tubeway Army,
Aswad,
Depeche Mode,
The Monks,
UT,
Underground Resistance,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Thee Headcoats,
Reuben Wilson,
Stiv Bators,
Steve Hackett,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.