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 Zimbabwe and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
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 Joe Smooth to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Derrick Morgan,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Sherman,
Radiohead,
The Walker Brothers,
The Selecter,
Mandrill,
Essential Logic,
The Last Poets,
Camberwell Now,
New Age Steppers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
X-101,
The Smoke,
Quantec,
Nas,
Grauzone,
Curtis Mayfield,
Soul II Soul,
Arab on Radar,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sun City Girls,
Jeff Lynne,
Gregory Isaacs,
Glenn Branca,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yellowson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sun Ra,
The Doobie Brothers,
Motorama,
Cymande,
Adolescents,
Morten Harket,
Nick Fraelich,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jacob Miller,
Patti Smith,
Bronski Beat,
Main Source,
Junior Murvin,
Pantaleimon,
Agent Orange,
Thompson Twins,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Slackers,
Lalann,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jacques Brel,
The Remains,
Warsaw,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Newcleus,
the Sonics,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.