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 Morocco and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Boz Scaggs to the rock 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
48th St. Collective,
Tubeway Army,
The Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Johnny Clarke,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Cure,
JFA,
Procol Harum,
Circle Jerks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Panda Bear,
Connie Case,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hardrive,
Wally Richardson,
Thompson Twins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Velvet Underground,
FM Einheit,
Mad Mike,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
UT,
Japan,
Flash Fearless,
Camberwell Now,
New Order,
OOIOO,
The Music Machine,
Jerry's Kids,
Kenny Larkin,
Nas,
Adolescents,
The Sonics,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Suicide,
Zapp,
Arab on Radar,
Kas Product,
Fear,
Man Parrish,
Quadrant,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Alarm Clocks,
Moebius,
Scott Walker,
Moby Grape,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Blues Magoos,
Erasure,
Joe Smooth,
New Age Steppers,
Fad Gadget,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Archie Shepp,
The Moody Blues,
Little Man,
Fluxion,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.