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 Somalia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Beijing and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Max Romeo to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bill Wells,
Banda Bassotti,
Soul II Soul,
The Zeros,
Don Cherry,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Moody Blues,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Byrd,
The Star Department,
Eric Dolphy,
Bluetip,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Alarm Clocks,
Black Flag,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Dirtbombs,
Bauhaus,
Wings,
Todd Rundgren,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Franke,
Minutemen,
Charles Mingus,
Icehouse,
Vainqueur,
Country Teasers,
Neu!,
Second Layer,
The New Christs,
Mission of Burma,
Swell Maps,
Circle Jerks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bobby Sherman,
Pierre Henry,
Jeru the Damaja,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mantronix,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Maleditus Sound,
Quantec,
Fort Wilson Riot,
H. Thieme,
Kurtis Blow,
Deakin,
Tom Boy,
Avey Tare,
Moebius,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pagans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Andrew Hill,
Agent Orange,
Minny Pops,
Roger Hodgson,
The Skatalites,
Peter & Gordon,
Grey Daturas,
Lucky Dragons,
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.