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 Bangladesh and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 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 Yazoo to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Scientists,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
June of 44,
Minnie Riperton,
Ten City,
Aloha Tigers,
Bootsy Collins,
Popol Vuh,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
MDC,
Interpol,
AZ,
Big Daddy Kane,
Laurel Aitken,
Brothers Johnson,
Rosa Yemen,
Grey Daturas,
Blake Baxter,
Warren Ellis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Half Japanese,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nick Fraelich,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lungfish,
Janne Schatter,
Parry Music,
La Düsseldorf,
Pere Ubu,
Wolf Eyes,
Ohio Players,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marshall Jefferson,
Visage,
Donny Hathaway,
The Vogues,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
E-Dancer,
the Germs,
The Grass Roots,
The Cure,
Erykah Badu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rapeman,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Stetsasonic,
Cal Tjader,
Arthur Verocai,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
a-ha,
The Sound,
Skarface,
The Walker Brothers,
Electric Prunes,
Symarip,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The New Christs,
The Slackers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.