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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Monks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sight & Sound,
cv313,
Young Marble Giants,
Bob Dylan,
Sandy B,
Black Bananas,
Iggy Pop,
The Gladiators,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nick Fraelich,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fat Boys,
Oneida,
Warren Ellis,
The Pretty Things,
DNA,
Masters at Work,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Yellowson,
Soft Machine,
Anakelly,
kango's stein massive,
Scott Walker,
Dave Gahan,
Youth Brigade,
Pagans,
Country Teasers,
Radio Birdman,
Marine Girls,
Maurizio,
the Human League,
R.M.O.,
Marmalade,
Kurtis Blow,
Yazoo,
Agent Orange,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Brick,
Lalann,
Suicide,
Depeche Mode,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barrington Levy,
James White and The Blacks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joe Smooth,
Sonic Youth,
Little Man,
Essential Logic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Minnie Riperton,
Chris Corsano,
Rhythm & Sound,
Subhumans,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bauhaus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.