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 Kuwait and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 clarinet 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 Absolute Body Control to the punk 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Young Marble Giants,
FM Einheit,
The Electric Prunes,
Bill Near,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Aaron Thompson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Todd Terry,
Con Funk Shun,
Siglo XX,
The Zeros,
Kayak,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mad Mike,
Groovy Waters,
Donald Byrd,
Absolute Body Control,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marshall Jefferson,
Trumans Water,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Monks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rosa Yemen,
John Holt,
The Barracudas,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Move,
Panda Bear,
Eden Ahbez,
U.S. Maple,
Flipper,
Ronnie Foster,
Jawbox,
Joe Finger,
Magazine,
the Soft Cell,
John Foxx,
Lyres,
The Seeds,
Ultimate Spinach,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Hill,
The Leaves,
Angry Samoans,
Ludus,
Jandek,
The Smiths,
Niagra,
The Slackers,
Neil Young,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lee Hazlewood,
Khruangbin,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.