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 Georgia and from Spokane.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Gories to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
The Techniques,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Yusef Lateef,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tim Buckley,
Derrick May,
Ossler,
The Black Dice,
Panda Bear,
Wings,
Nick Fraelich,
Sam Rivers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jacques Brel,
Excepter,
Absolute Body Control,
Gang of Four,
The United States of America,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Music Machine,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Desert Stars,
Radiopuhelimet,
Minutemen,
Essential Logic,
The Smoke,
Symarip,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joy Division,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jeff Mills,
Gastr Del Sol,
Metal Thangz,
Con Funk Shun,
Darondo,
Subhumans,
Gregory Isaacs,
Q65,
New Order,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bob Dylan,
Supertramp,
Brand Nubian,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mo-Dettes,
Ludus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Frankie Knuckles,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Misunderstood,
Dark Day,
Joyce Sims,
Kas Product,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Robert Hood,
Pantaleimon,
Oneida,
Junior Murvin,
UT,
The Fugs,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.