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 St Lucia and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 DJ Style to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Jandek,
The Monks,
the Sonics,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tom Boy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Evens,
The Leaves,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ronan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Stooges,
Soulsonic Force,
The Young Rascals,
Yusef Lateef,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lalo Schifrin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Basic Channel,
Fatback Band,
Man Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Alphaville,
EPMD,
The Slits,
Nik Kershaw,
Inner City,
Whodini,
Surgeon,
Judy Mowatt,
Donald Byrd,
Au Pairs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sonic Youth,
Depeche Mode,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Warren Ellis,
Leonard Cohen,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Idris Muhammad,
Japan,
The Seeds,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Q65,
Barbara Tucker,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Public Image Ltd.,
X-102,
Schoolly D,
Quando Quango,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bobby Sherman,
Toni Rubio,
Trumans Water,
Joey Negro,
Saccharine Trust,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.