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 Ireland and from Lille.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Massinfluence to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The American Breed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Moon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Stooges,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Trojans,
Aural Exciters,
Lakeside,
Negative Approach,
Das Ding,
Moebius,
Albert Ayler,
Smog,
R.M.O.,
KRS-One,
Radio Birdman,
The Mummies,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pussy Galore,
Prince Buster,
The Sonics,
Circle Jerks,
Bill Near,
Isaac Hayes,
F. McDonald,
Gregory Isaacs,
Average White Band,
Dawn Penn,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kenny Larkin,
Tears for Fears,
Carl Craig,
Sex Pistols,
Joensuu 1685,
Wally Richardson,
Fatback Band,
The Real Kids,
Kurtis Blow,
Marshall Jefferson,
Urselle,
the Normal,
Graham Central Station,
EPMD,
Agitation Free,
Peter and Kerry,
Television,
Sound Behaviour,
Ice-T,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ralphi Rosario,
Reuben Wilson,
Rakim,
Joe Smooth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ten City,
The Mojo Men,
Icehouse,
Arcadia,
Los Fastidios,
Crooked Eye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.