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 Namibia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar 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 Mandrill to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harry Pussy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roger Hodgson,
Brand Nubian,
The Golliwogs,
The Neon Judgement,
Little Man,
The Gun Club,
The Real Kids,
Panda Bear,
June of 44,
David Axelrod,
Spoonie Gee,
Ken Boothe,
Charles Mingus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Monks,
Alice Coltrane,
Derrick Morgan,
Y Pants,
Crispian St. Peters,
Basic Channel,
Joensuu 1685,
The Monks,
Junior Murvin,
Aaron Thompson,
Animal Collective,
Davy DMX,
the Human League,
OOIOO,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lalo Schifrin,
Byron Stingily,
Traffic Nightmare,
Toni Rubio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dennis Brown,
Loose Ends,
The Tremeloes,
The Dead C,
Alphaville,
Reagan Youth,
Niagra,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Moss Icon,
Qualms,
Flash Fearless,
The Divine Comedy,
Babytalk,
Lungfish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lakeside,
Inner City,
Letta Mbulu,
Roxy Music,
Blancmange,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
New York Dolls,
Cameo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.