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 Taiwan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Holger Czukay 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 Trumans Water to the crunk 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
MC5,
John Cale,
Leonard Cohen,
Juan Atkins,
Ultra Naté,
David Axelrod,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Max Romeo,
Arab on Radar,
Fat Boys,
Black Flag,
New Age Steppers,
the Soft Cell,
the Fania All-Stars,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joe Smooth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Harmonia,
DJ Sneak,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Circle Jerks,
Outsiders,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Accadde A,
Joensuu 1685,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jeff Mills,
Howard Jones,
Adolescents,
Monks,
Blancmange,
Cybotron,
Vladislav Delay,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Guru Guru,
Boogie Down Productions,
Skaos,
New York Dolls,
Depeche Mode,
Brand Nubian,
Excepter,
Liliput,
Angry Samoans,
Wally Richardson,
Eric Copeland,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ralphi Rosario,
Warren Ellis,
Lalo Schifrin,
Charles Mingus,
Nation of Ulysses,
Television,
The Monks,
The Trojans,
Freddie Wadling,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.