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 France and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Reagan Youth to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fort Wilson Riot record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
D'Angelo,
Schoolly D,
K-Klass,
Gang Green,
The Fuzztones,
Oblivians,
Basic Channel,
cv313,
The Mummies,
B.T. Express,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television,
Eve St. Jones,
Letta Mbulu,
Newcleus,
Joey Negro,
Pet Shop Boys,
John Lydon,
Yusef Lateef,
Subhumans,
Suburban Knight,
Qualms,
Camberwell Now,
Donny Hathaway,
John Foxx,
Darondo,
The Evens,
The Martian,
Davy DMX,
Barbara Tucker,
Siglo XX,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fugazi,
Metal Thangz,
Lakeside,
Pantytec,
Fluxion,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joyce Sims,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rosa Yemen,
Lungfish,
Q and Not U,
Urselle,
Yaz,
Make Up,
Yazoo,
Wings,
James White and The Blacks,
Drexciya,
Anthony Braxton,
KRS-One,
Nas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Last Poets,
The Real Kids,
Archie Shepp,
Eric Copeland,
Alison Limerick,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.