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 Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Buckinghams to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sugar Minott,
Brothers Johnson,
One Last Wish,
Quadrant,
Symarip,
Dead Boys,
Siglo XX,
Vainqueur,
The Associates,
Jawbox,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dual Sessions,
Amon Düül,
Eli Mardock,
Robert Wyatt,
Tom Boy,
Mantronix,
The Fire Engines,
Andrew Hill,
the Germs,
Mission of Burma,
OOIOO,
Laurel Aitken,
Skarface,
Lucky Dragons,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Sherman,
Yaz,
Bill Wells,
Easy Going,
The Invisible,
Gang of Four,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gang Starr,
The Smoke,
The Evens,
The Techniques,
Crooked Eye,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Blossom Toes,
The Golliwogs,
Kayak,
Cameo,
Marine Girls,
Wings,
Japan,
Yusef Lateef,
The Busters,
Rites of Spring,
The Gladiators,
New York Dolls,
Average White Band,
Brick,
Das Ding,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marvin Gaye,
Swans,
Bobby Byrd,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.