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 Djibouti and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Flamin' Groovies to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
A Certain Ratio,
The Star Department,
Minutemen,
Parry Music,
Camouflage,
Nik Kershaw,
T.S.O.L.,
Grauzone,
Frankie Knuckles,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delta 5,
Jimmy McGriff,
Au Pairs,
Gichy Dan,
Charles Mingus,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Anakelly,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Magazine,
JFA,
The Cowsills,
Schoolly D,
Bobby Womack,
Michelle Simonal,
Monks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ultra Naté,
Pulsallama,
Sister Nancy,
Mr. Review,
Juan Atkins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ohio Players,
Chris Corsano,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Model 500,
Kerri Chandler,
Young Marble Giants,
Los Fastidios,
Cymande,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mantronix,
Radio Birdman,
Minor Threat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Circle Jerks,
Pole,
Shuggie Otis,
DJ Sneak,
Sonic Youth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Angry Samoans,
China Crisis,
Janne Schatter,
Jacques Brel,
Gang Green,
Malaria!,
Yazoo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.