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 Kosovo and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 These Immortal Souls to the disco 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
B.T. Express,
L. Decosne,
Audionom,
The Sonics,
Blake Baxter,
Porter Ricks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crooked Eye,
Terry Callier,
Iggy Pop,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Matthew Halsall,
Lalann,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dawn Penn,
Bluetip,
the Association,
Hoover,
Guru Guru,
Section 25,
Rufus Thomas,
Gichy Dan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Josef K,
Bobby Womack,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Alarm Clocks,
Flipper,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Prince Buster,
Ohio Players,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Susan Cadogan,
The Index,
Organ,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lyres,
New Age Steppers,
Bootsy Collins,
Wally Richardson,
Monks,
Von Mondo,
Bad Manners,
Slave,
Supertramp,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lucky Dragons,
Letta Mbulu,
Babytalk,
U.S. Maple,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Green,
Franke,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fad Gadget,
Anakelly,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lungfish,
Morten Harket,
Grey Daturas,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.