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 Colombia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 organ 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 Crash Course in Science to the jazz 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu 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?
Wolf Eyes,
Cal Tjader,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Thompson Twins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joensuu 1685,
Liliput,
Eric B and Rakim,
Circle Jerks,
Rekid,
Boredoms,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dennis Brown,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aloha Tigers,
EPMD,
Ossler,
La Düsseldorf,
Ten City,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Byrd,
Lakeside,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Kinks,
Talk Talk,
Moebius,
The Cure,
The Dirtbombs,
Roy Ayers,
David Axelrod,
Dawn Penn,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Swans,
John Foxx,
Niagra,
Barclay James Harvest,
Newcleus,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fad Gadget,
Wasted Youth,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cramps,
Cluster,
Roger Hodgson,
The Buckinghams,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Stereo Dub,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lindisfarne,
The Trojans,
Khruangbin,
Bluetip,
U.S. Maple,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nik Kershaw,
Peter & Gordon,
The Move,
Ronnie Foster,
Quantec,
Slick Rick,
Big Daddy Kane,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.