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 Belgium and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin 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 Crooked Eye to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Invisible,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lower 48,
Sound Behaviour,
The American Breed,
The Real Kids,
Dawn Penn,
Harpers Bizarre,
B.T. Express,
Neil Young,
Symarip,
Jandek,
Bill Wells,
The Velvet Underground,
World's Most,
Amon Düül,
Sonny Sharrock,
X-102,
Grey Daturas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eric Dolphy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dual Sessions,
Deepchord,
Panda Bear,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Leaves,
Henry Cow,
The Slits,
Chris Corsano,
Cal Tjader,
Kenny Larkin,
Toni Rubio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fire Engines,
The Sonics,
Crash Course in Science,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dennis Brown,
Neu!,
John Cale,
Letta Mbulu,
Tommy Roe,
The Victims,
Japan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ronnie Foster,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thompson Twins,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Blake Baxter,
Maleditus Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Basic Channel,
EPMD,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.