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 Montenegro and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe 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 Rod Modell to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fugazi,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scan 7,
Cecil Taylor,
DJ Sneak,
Johnny Clarke,
ABBA,
The Fuzztones,
Mo-Dettes,
The Happenings,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Shuggie Otis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Toni Rubio,
the Human League,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kerri Chandler,
Rites of Spring,
Leonard Cohen,
UT,
Eric B and Rakim,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Trojans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
X-Ray Spex,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jeff Lynne,
Johnny Osbourne,
Darondo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Amon Düül II,
Dead Boys,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Skaos,
Zero Boys,
John Holt,
The Gun Club,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sandy B,
Duran Duran,
Robert Hood,
Man Parrish,
Audionom,
Young Marble Giants,
F. McDonald,
Cameo,
Skarface,
Hot Snakes,
Robert Wyatt,
David Bowie,
Ornette Coleman,
Crime,
Organ,
Dark Day,
The Searchers,
OOIOO,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gong,
DNA,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.