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 Paris.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Quadrant 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Eurythmics,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lee Hazlewood,
MDC,
The Toasters,
Outsiders,
Zapp,
The Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deepchord,
Rites of Spring,
Barry Ungar,
Cheater Slicks,
Jacob Miller,
Sparks,
The Grass Roots,
Nas,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jeru the Damaja,
Surgeon,
Audionom,
Nick Fraelich,
The Durutti Column,
The Saints,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yazoo,
Marine Girls,
Rakim,
Colin Newman,
The Gories,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pylon,
Soulsonic Force,
The Skatalites,
The Doobie Brothers,
Arthur Verocai,
Popol Vuh,
Ossler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grandmaster Flash,
These Immortal Souls,
Grauzone,
Harmonia,
Scientists,
Terry Callier,
Little Man,
Saccharine Trust,
Wally Richardson,
Main Source,
Rufus Thomas,
Tommy Roe,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Average White Band,
Animal Collective,
Max Romeo,
John Coltrane,
The Divine Comedy,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.