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 Togo and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Detroit Cobras to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Pus,
Roy Ayers,
Yellowson,
Bobby Womack,
Tomorrow,
Piero Umiliani,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Litter,
Can,
Jerry's Kids,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smoke,
Grey Daturas,
Franke,
Q65,
The Grass Roots,
Kayak,
Tom Boy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cameo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Severed Heads,
The Count Five,
Brass Construction,
Scrapy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lalann,
Section 25,
Panda Bear,
Pere Ubu,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bill Wells,
OOIOO,
Echospace,
Ornette Coleman,
The Cure,
Laurel Aitken,
Ossler,
Parry Music,
Malaria!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camouflage,
Unrelated Segments,
Byron Stingily,
Gerry Rafferty,
Trumans Water,
June Days,
In Retrospect,
Electric Prunes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nico,
Angry Samoans,
The J.B.'s,
The Index,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.