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 El Salvador and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Amon Düül II,
FM Einheit,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Busters,
Carl Craig,
The New Christs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sarah Menescal,
The Selecter,
Harmonia,
Todd Terry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Con Funk Shun,
Cal Tjader,
Pere Ubu,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cramps,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Hasil Adkins,
X-101,
Steve Hackett,
Tubeway Army,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Monks,
Donny Hathaway,
Marshall Jefferson,
Terry Callier,
The Fall,
The Music Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Organ,
Isaac Hayes,
Michelle Simonal,
The Human League,
Porter Ricks,
Kevin Saunderson,
Laurel Aitken,
Desert Stars,
Bobby Sherman,
Young Marble Giants,
Bad Manners,
Moebius,
Sonic Youth,
Roxy Music,
Soft Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Trumans Water,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ultravox,
U.S. Maple,
Connie Case,
Massinfluence,
Outsiders,
ABBA,
The Seeds,
Sparks,
The Angels of Light,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.