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 Ukraine and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sonny Sharrock to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Simply Red,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Slackers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Agitation Free,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Deakin,
cv313,
Dawn Penn,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dual Sessions,
Bobby Womack,
The Monks,
Alphaville,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bluetip,
Grandmaster Flash,
Skriet,
Visage,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Schoolly D,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Young Marble Giants,
Minor Threat,
Electric Prunes,
Dead Boys,
8 Eyed Spy,
Zero Boys,
Kaleidoscope,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Howard Jones,
R.M.O.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kool Moe Dee,
Severed Heads,
Infiniti,
Neil Young,
Unwound,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aaron Thompson,
Faraquet,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sun Ra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gang Starr,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Subhumans,
New York Dolls,
The Red Krayola,
Moss Icon,
The Gun Club,
Davy DMX,
Albert Ayler,
Monolake,
Rapeman,
Cameo,
Brass Construction,
Black Pus,
The Pretty Things,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.