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 Cameroon and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Flipper to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kayak,
Mandrill,
Shuggie Otis,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gabor Szabo,
Joe Finger,
Tom Boy,
Ten City,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Fire Engines,
Grey Daturas,
The Trojans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Harmonia,
Magazine,
Harpers Bizarre,
Letta Mbulu,
Derrick Morgan,
Franke,
Lou Christie,
Ossler,
48th St. Collective,
kango's stein massive,
Swell Maps,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Monochrome Set,
Agitation Free,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eden Ahbez,
Sight & Sound,
Sun Ra,
The Cowsills,
Bronski Beat,
Susan Cadogan,
Arcadia,
Thompson Twins,
The Techniques,
Parry Music,
Amon Düül,
The Music Machine,
Roy Ayers,
Carl Craig,
June of 44,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Neon Judgement,
Nik Kershaw,
Crispy Ambulance,
DJ Sneak,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Make Up,
Babytalk,
Pagans,
Tim Buckley,
Pole,
Howard Jones,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.