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 Denmark and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 Bizarre Inc. to the grime 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Spoonie Gee,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Andrew Hill,
Piero Umiliani,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Oneida,
Ice-T,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Prince Buster,
Charles Mingus,
Infiniti,
The Smoke,
Toni Rubio,
The Star Department,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Television Personalities,
Thee Headcoats,
Gil Scott Heron,
Todd Terry,
Parry Music,
the Human League,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Junior Murvin,
Jerry's Kids,
Erasure,
Supertramp,
Grey Daturas,
The Moody Blues,
Echospace,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marine Girls,
Warren Ellis,
Second Layer,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
New Age Steppers,
Deakin,
The Misunderstood,
Average White Band,
H. Thieme,
The Raincoats,
Crispy Ambulance,
Accadde A,
Robert Wyatt,
Ronan,
Chris Corsano,
DJ Style,
Josef K,
Glenn Branca,
Swell Maps,
Radiopuhelimet,
X-102,
The Human League,
The J.B.'s,
Bad Manners,
Stiv Bators,
Malaria!,
Hardrive,
Fela Kuti,
Mark Hollis,
Tom Boy,
The Gladiators,
Eden Ahbez,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.