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 Spain 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer 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 Wings to the grime 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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
The Young Rascals,
FM Einheit,
Lungfish,
Zapp,
The Fall,
Letta Mbulu,
The Kinks,
Soulsonic Force,
Prince Buster,
Outsiders,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
World's Most,
Section 25,
Clear Light,
Colin Newman,
The Pretty Things,
Warren Ellis,
Gregory Isaacs,
Moby Grape,
Cameo,
Amazonics,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rites of Spring,
Severed Heads,
kango's stein massive,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marmalade,
The Count Five,
Sandy B,
Chris Corsano,
Quando Quango,
Underground Resistance,
E-Dancer,
Franke,
Pagans,
Nas,
Cal Tjader,
Fatback Band,
The Moleskins,
The Fuzztones,
Eurythmics,
DNA,
Rufus Thomas,
The Motions,
Massinfluence,
Lou Reed,
The Music Machine,
Wally Richardson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lalann,
Laurel Aitken,
Anakelly,
Joensuu 1685,
Essential Logic,
Danielle Patucci,
Wasted Youth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DJ Style,
Fugazi,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.