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 Armenia and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 sitar 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 Gastr Del Sol to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Technova,
The Real Kids,
Can,
Black Bananas,
Bobby Sherman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grauzone,
KRS-One,
The Mighty Diamonds,
MC5,
Electric Prunes,
Eddi Front,
Leonard Cohen,
Joyce Sims,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Gladiators,
Camberwell Now,
U.S. Maple,
Tomorrow,
Jeff Lynne,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bill Wells,
The Misunderstood,
Newcleus,
Talk Talk,
Thee Headcoats,
Todd Rundgren,
Spandau Ballet,
Ultravox,
Godley & Creme,
Isaac Hayes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Susan Cadogan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bill Near,
X-Ray Spex,
Black Sheep,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sam Rivers,
Alice Coltrane,
Stiv Bators,
Joey Negro,
The Grass Roots,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sister Nancy,
Crash Course in Science,
John Lydon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Flamin' Groovies,
Section 25,
Y Pants,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Moon,
Con Funk Shun,
The Slackers,
Gang Starr,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.