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 Seychelles and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 linndrum 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 Hardrive to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Cameo,
Jacob Miller,
the Association,
The Busters,
Joy Division,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
John Lydon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Model 500,
Barry Ungar,
ABBA,
Rotary Connection,
Guru Guru,
Amon Düül II,
Cecil Taylor,
The Divine Comedy,
Main Source,
Magazine,
Los Fastidios,
LL Cool J,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Wake,
Arthur Verocai,
Scion,
Thompson Twins,
Theoretical Girls,
Zapp,
Aural Exciters,
La Düsseldorf,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Litter,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mars,
Qualms,
Wings,
Massinfluence,
Pantaleimon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Bar-Kays,
Glambeats Corp.,
Roger Hodgson,
Simply Red,
Yellowson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
AZ,
Lou Reed,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hot Snakes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Barrington Levy,
Ponytail,
the Fania All-Stars,
Deepchord,
Spoonie Gee,
Von Mondo,
Subhumans,
UT,
Derrick May,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.