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 Bahamas and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 clarinet 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 KRS-One to the techno 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Chris Corsano,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Camberwell Now,
The Fugs,
The Smiths,
Swans,
Dead Boys,
The Leaves,
Gang Starr,
Icehouse,
Trumans Water,
Freddie Wadling,
Don Cherry,
The Sonics,
The Kinks,
Quando Quango,
Masters at Work,
Steve Hackett,
Organ,
Lower 48,
Television,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kerri Chandler,
Gong,
Kaleidoscope,
John Foxx,
Inner City,
Moby Grape,
Rites of Spring,
Oneida,
Johnny Osbourne,
Hot Snakes,
Yaz,
The Star Department,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gang Gang Dance,
John Cale,
Eric Dolphy,
T.S.O.L.,
Monolake,
Roxy Music,
Cheater Slicks,
Ohio Players,
Dual Sessions,
Grandmaster Flash,
Todd Terry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joyce Sims,
Lalo Schifrin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dawn Penn,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Flag,
Pantaleimon,
The Saints,
Thee Headcoats,
The Slackers,
Siglo XX,
Sister Nancy,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.