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 Canada and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
10cc,
FM Einheit,
The Detroit Cobras,
Au Pairs,
Don Cherry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Warren Ellis,
Excepter,
Graham Central Station,
Theoretical Girls,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Subhumans,
Howard Jones,
The Human League,
Anthony Braxton,
Moss Icon,
Motorama,
Smog,
Black Sheep,
Terry Callier,
Rosa Yemen,
The Victims,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Moleskins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Underground Resistance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Slackers,
Mars,
Con Funk Shun,
Blancmange,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Monochrome Set,
The Standells,
June Days,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Moody Blues,
Unrelated Segments,
Bizarre Inc.,
Quadrant,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Masters at Work,
Gang of Four,
Barbara Tucker,
Pole,
Johnny Osbourne,
Crash Course in Science,
The Fugs,
The Fire Engines,
Franke,
Banda Bassotti,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.