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 Tuvalu and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Seeds to the electroclash 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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Man Eating Sloth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Vainqueur,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eden Ahbez,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Susan Cadogan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sparks,
The Names,
Von Mondo,
The Young Rascals,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eric Dolphy,
Kenny Larkin,
Brass Construction,
The Gap Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Morten Harket,
The Happenings,
The Martian,
UT,
The Cramps,
Matthew Bourne,
Oneida,
Nation of Ulysses,
Goldenarms,
Wolf Eyes,
The Trojans,
Supertramp,
Lindisfarne,
Fela Kuti,
The Five Americans,
Silicon Teens,
Gabor Szabo,
the Bar-Kays,
The Offenders,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gang Starr,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bad Manners,
Ludus,
Eurythmics,
The Sound,
Echospace,
John Cale,
Albert Ayler,
Lightning Bolt,
Pagans,
Hashim,
Pere Ubu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pierre Henry,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Erykah Badu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Arthur Verocai,
KRS-One,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.