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 Georgia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Fugs 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Monks,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Wake,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Panda Bear,
Deakin,
Amon Düül,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Siglo XX,
Zapp,
The Velvet Underground,
China Crisis,
New Age Steppers,
Robert Wyatt,
B.T. Express,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scion,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dennis Brown,
Swell Maps,
Chris Corsano,
Bill Near,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Blackbyrds,
Amon Düül II,
Kayak,
Maleditus Sound,
Deepchord,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Gun Club,
The Beau Brummels,
Lakeside,
Patti Smith,
Soft Cell,
Ronnie Foster,
Interpol,
The Moody Blues,
Rotary Connection,
The Stooges,
Black Pus,
Youth Brigade,
Darondo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Smog,
Q65,
Jacob Miller,
Monks,
Bang On A Can,
Donny Hathaway,
Ultra Naté,
Gang Green,
Stiv Bators,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ice-T,
Thompson Twins,
The Skatalites,
Funky Four + One,
X-Ray Spex,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.