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 Iceland and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Tomorrow to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Amon Düül,
The Move,
Nils Olav,
LL Cool J,
Jesper Dahlback,
Shoche,
Qualms,
Khruangbin,
Joe Smooth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Darondo,
The Skatalites,
U.S. Maple,
Connie Case,
The Dirtbombs,
New Age Steppers,
L. Decosne,
Black Moon,
Soulsonic Force,
Subhumans,
The Index,
Peter & Gordon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Donny Hathaway,
OOIOO,
The Knickerbockers,
X-101,
Crooked Eye,
The Toasters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Severed Heads,
Deadbeat,
Deepchord,
Visage,
Yaz,
Lou Christie,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Schoolly D,
Bill Near,
The Alarm Clocks,
Prince Buster,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Steve Hackett,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Andrew Hill,
Alison Limerick,
Scrapy,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Music Machine,
Faust,
Jeff Lynne,
David Axelrod,
Japan,
David McCallum,
B.T. Express,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Graham Central Station,
Grey Daturas,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.