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 Greece and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Echospace to the grunge 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department 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 a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
In Retrospect,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Mojo Men,
This Heat,
Robert Wyatt,
Shoche,
Freddie Wadling,
Youth Brigade,
Eddi Front,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Knickerbockers,
Cal Tjader,
Stereo Dub,
Television,
Clear Light,
Junior Murvin,
The Gun Club,
Sonic Youth,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Talk Talk,
The Monochrome Set,
The Offenders,
Yusef Lateef,
Sight & Sound,
Pierre Henry,
Tommy Roe,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ken Boothe,
Erasure,
Essential Logic,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Fire Engines,
Circle Jerks,
kango's stein massive,
Hasil Adkins,
D'Angelo,
Smog,
Roxy Music,
The Fall,
Dark Day,
Make Up,
Jawbox,
The Standells,
K-Klass,
Bad Manners,
DJ Sneak,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kaleidoscope,
Patti Smith,
The Smiths,
Nick Fraelich,
Simply Red,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Motions,
Subhumans,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.