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 Somalia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rod Modell to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Cecil Taylor,
LL Cool J,
Amazonics,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Toasters,
Alice Coltrane,
The Skatalites,
The Birthday Party,
John Foxx,
Man Parrish,
Judy Mowatt,
Bad Manners,
John Cale,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Main Source,
Loose Ends,
Iggy Pop,
Laurel Aitken,
The Velvet Underground,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Anakelly,
AZ,
Barrington Levy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fad Gadget,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Vogues,
Tommy Roe,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Brass Construction,
Throbbing Gristle,
B.T. Express,
Cybotron,
The Knickerbockers,
Isaac Hayes,
R.M.O.,
Minor Threat,
Black Sheep,
Franke,
The Cramps,
Camouflage,
The Music Machine,
Brothers Johnson,
Neil Young,
The Victims,
Bizarre Inc.,
Anthony Braxton,
Suburban Knight,
Skaos,
Alison Limerick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cymande,
Slave,
Ice-T,
Bush Tetras,
Agitation Free,
Symarip,
DJ Sneak,
Depeche Mode,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.