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 Kazakhstan and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Grauzone to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Slick Rick,
a-ha,
The Dave Clark Five,
Big Daddy Kane,
Maleditus Sound,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bluetip,
Sound Behaviour,
Darondo,
Cluster,
K-Klass,
R.M.O.,
The Associates,
New York Dolls,
Deadbeat,
Flash Fearless,
Ossler,
Piero Umiliani,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scan 7,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soft Cell,
Juan Atkins,
Jerry's Kids,
This Heat,
James White and The Blacks,
PIL,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fire Engines,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Wake,
Average White Band,
The Moleskins,
Los Fastidios,
Mr. Review,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Al Stewart,
Aloha Tigers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joensuu 1685,
Rekid,
Absolute Body Control,
The Busters,
Subhumans,
Rites of Spring,
Slave,
Radio Birdman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fela Kuti,
Funky Four + One,
Make Up,
Young Marble Giants,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camouflage,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.