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 Japan and from Philadelphia.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yellowson to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Cheater Slicks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rufus Thomas,
Frankie Knuckles,
Niagra,
Malaria!,
Jawbox,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Zero Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
T. Rex,
Brothers Johnson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeru the Damaja,
EPMD,
Bluetip,
Janne Schatter,
The Black Dice,
Swell Maps,
Flash Fearless,
Radiohead,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Moby Grape,
Ken Boothe,
Monks,
Vainqueur,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Unrelated Segments,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cameo,
The Raincoats,
Graham Central Station,
Nation of Ulysses,
Audionom,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Human League,
Barry Ungar,
Bang On A Can,
Sam Rivers,
The Evens,
Anakelly,
Max Romeo,
Chris Corsano,
Simply Red,
Vladislav Delay,
Con Funk Shun,
Harry Pussy,
Ituana,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fall,
Pagans,
Quantec,
Ten City,
Cecil Taylor,
Interpol,
David Axelrod,
Michelle Simonal,
World's Most,
Robert Görl,
Peter & Gordon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.