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 Lebanon and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Circle Jerks to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 the Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Saccharine Trust,
Scion,
The Fugs,
Joe Smooth,
D'Angelo,
Masters at Work,
Jimmy McGriff,
Inner City,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Quantec,
Stockholm Monsters,
David Bowie,
Agent Orange,
Graham Central Station,
Cal Tjader,
One Last Wish,
Donny Hathaway,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
June Days,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Con Funk Shun,
Popol Vuh,
Flamin' Groovies,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sparks,
Outsiders,
The Martian,
Lalann,
The Electric Prunes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Skatalites,
Pierre Henry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Alison Limerick,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Second Layer,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Young Rascals,
Don Cherry,
Ludus,
The Walker Brothers,
The Selecter,
The Invisible,
Easy Going,
Dual Sessions,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wally Richardson,
Gong,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Arcadia,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Unwound,
Wings,
Aural Exciters,
CMW,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.