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 Uruguay and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Malaria! to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Gregory Isaacs,
Maurizio,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sound Behaviour,
Ludus,
The Standells,
Fat Boys,
ABBA,
The Searchers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Stereo Dub,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tommy Roe,
Man Parrish,
Minutemen,
Silicon Teens,
Sandy B,
Gastr Del Sol,
Spoonie Gee,
Vladislav Delay,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ohio Players,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dead Boys,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dawn Penn,
The Sound,
The Fugs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Con Funk Shun,
The Barracudas,
Slick Rick,
Model 500,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Pus,
Bronski Beat,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Byron Stingily,
The Martian,
Piero Umiliani,
The Seeds,
Minny Pops,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Inner City,
Fifty Foot Hose,
James White and The Blacks,
Wally Richardson,
One Last Wish,
Quadrant,
Max Romeo,
Glenn Branca,
The Mummies,
Kenny Larkin,
Fad Gadget,
Roy Ayers,
Gong,
Rufus Thomas,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.