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 Colombia 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Tommy Roe to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Bang On A Can,
The Fugs,
the Swans,
June of 44,
kango's stein massive,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flipper,
Byron Stingily,
The Fire Engines,
The J.B.'s,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Excepter,
Vainqueur,
Eric B and Rakim,
Los Fastidios,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Trojans,
Andrew Hill,
Man Eating Sloth,
Patti Smith,
the Slits,
Peter and Kerry,
Kool Moe Dee,
Robert Hood,
The New Christs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ronnie Foster,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
OOIOO,
Nick Fraelich,
The Names,
Little Man,
Althea and Donna,
Parry Music,
Jawbox,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fortunes,
The Raincoats,
Angry Samoans,
Deadbeat,
The Last Poets,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Index,
Jeff Lynne,
Derrick May,
Sixth Finger,
Fear,
Ultravox,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joe Smooth,
Minutemen,
Suicide,
Sugar Minott,
Alphaville,
Q and Not U,
Dark Day,
Barry Ungar,
Symarip,
Godley & Creme,
The Misunderstood,
D'Angelo,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.