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 Iraq and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
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 rhodes 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 J.B.'s to the dance 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Tommy Roe,
John Cale,
John Coltrane,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kerri Chandler,
The Buckinghams,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
L. Decosne,
Icehouse,
Terry Callier,
Bobby Womack,
Metal Thangz,
Aloha Tigers,
Mars,
The Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Goldenarms,
The Dead C,
Brass Construction,
The Saints,
Japan,
Brick,
Todd Terry,
Lindisfarne,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rites of Spring,
Tim Buckley,
Danielle Patucci,
CMW,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gichy Dan,
Warsaw,
Brand Nubian,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wasted Youth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soft Cell,
June of 44,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Charles Mingus,
Ultra Naté,
Funky Four + One,
Yazoo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wolf Eyes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
U.S. Maple,
the Fania All-Stars,
Guru Guru,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lucky Dragons,
Idris Muhammad,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Joensuu 1685,
The Techniques,
The Trojans,
The Smiths,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.