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 Armenia and from Stockholm.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro 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 Stockholm Monsters to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cal Tjader,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
EPMD,
Aloha Tigers,
Bush Tetras,
Joey Negro,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Fugs,
The Blues Magoos,
Wire,
Pulsallama,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fall,
Crispian St. Peters,
Blancmange,
Shuggie Otis,
Porter Ricks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soulsonic Force,
Eric Dolphy,
One Last Wish,
Boredoms,
Youth Brigade,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Maleditus Sound,
Loose Ends,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Donny Hathaway,
Arcadia,
Marc Almond,
Iggy Pop,
Erykah Badu,
Lalann,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Intrusion,
Flipper,
Rotary Connection,
Gil Scott Heron,
Brothers Johnson,
Judy Mowatt,
The Slackers,
the Human League,
Ten City,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Zapp,
Eli Mardock,
MDC,
Robert Wyatt,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Busters,
The Vogues,
Hasil Adkins,
Joensuu 1685,
Hardrive,
World's Most,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.