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 Morocco and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bologna.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Young Rascals to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Soul II Soul,
The Selecter,
Guru Guru,
Schoolly D,
Pierre Henry,
Minny Pops,
Eyeless In Gaza,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Iggy Pop,
Jeff Mills,
Bob Dylan,
the Slits,
David Bowie,
Organ,
La Düsseldorf,
10cc,
Mars,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Desert Stars,
The Trojans,
Unwound,
Altered Images,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gong,
Masters at Work,
Idris Muhammad,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Godley & Creme,
ABC,
The Blues Magoos,
Oneida,
Parry Music,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fugazi,
Terrestrial Tones,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Boredoms,
Mark Hollis,
Section 25,
Boz Scaggs,
Amon Düül II,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Normal,
Brick,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Offenders,
Toni Rubio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scientists,
the Bar-Kays,
Half Japanese,
R.M.O.,
The Pretty Things,
Lee Hazlewood,
Flash Fearless,
Curtis Mayfield,
Isaac Hayes,
Ultra Naté,
Kurtis Blow,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.