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 Haiti and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lee Hazlewood to the dance 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Gabor Szabo,
the Slits,
Outsiders,
The Seeds,
Cybotron,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The New Christs,
Unrelated Segments,
Lower 48,
The Moody Blues,
Suicide,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Soul II Soul,
Ken Boothe,
Flash Fearless,
Rekid,
Shoche,
Bad Manners,
David Axelrod,
Icehouse,
Negative Approach,
Reuben Wilson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Count Five,
Sly & The Family Stone,
K-Klass,
Electric Prunes,
The Fire Engines,
Arcadia,
Fat Boys,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Visage,
The Mummies,
Terrestrial Tones,
Niagra,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Pretty Things,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roxette,
The Shadows of Knight,
Banda Bassotti,
The Trojans,
The Fugs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Stooges,
Wolf Eyes,
Roy Ayers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mission of Burma,
Quando Quango,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Godley & Creme,
The Skatalites,
Trumans Water,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mars,
Throbbing Gristle,
Alice Coltrane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.