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 Philippines and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar 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 Dennis Brown to the jazz 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pole,
the Germs,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Count Five,
Thompson Twins,
Little Man,
Oneida,
the Slits,
OOIOO,
Tubeway Army,
Deadbeat,
Todd Terry,
the Swans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rosa Yemen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gerry Rafferty,
Silicon Teens,
Rakim,
Blake Baxter,
Monolake,
The Offenders,
Amon Düül II,
Hot Snakes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Agitation Free,
Scion,
Kayak,
Laurel Aitken,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Audionom,
David Axelrod,
La Düsseldorf,
Blancmange,
Swell Maps,
Half Japanese,
Eli Mardock,
Hardrive,
The Real Kids,
Warsaw,
Letta Mbulu,
Bronski Beat,
Junior Murvin,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ice-T,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Section 25,
JFA,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alphaville,
Stetsasonic,
Model 500,
The Searchers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.