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 Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Minny Pops to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Pulsallama,
Bobby Womack,
The Knickerbockers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Association,
Japan,
The J.B.'s,
London Community Gospel Choir,
10cc,
Eric B and Rakim,
Negative Approach,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fall,
DNA,
The Human League,
Mad Mike,
Delta 5,
Quantec,
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Pus,
Agitation Free,
The Doobie Brothers,
Thompson Twins,
Von Mondo,
The Trojans,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kenny Larkin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mr. Review,
The Techniques,
Sarah Menescal,
Basic Channel,
Moss Icon,
The Birthday Party,
Rosa Yemen,
Stereo Dub,
The Standells,
Rufus Thomas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Frankie Knuckles,
Guru Guru,
David Bowie,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Bananas,
Brand Nubian,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fela Kuti,
the Human League,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Enemy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Alton Ellis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Average White Band,
Heaven 17,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Evens,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fugazi,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marvin Gaye,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.