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 Germany and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 The Tremeloes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
The United States of America,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fad Gadget,
Sam Rivers,
Carl Craig,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pulsallama,
Absolute Body Control,
The American Breed,
John Lydon,
Marmalade,
Mars,
Black Bananas,
Donny Hathaway,
X-Ray Spex,
Agent Orange,
Johnny Osbourne,
Arab on Radar,
Panda Bear,
Porter Ricks,
ABBA,
Urselle,
The Moody Blues,
Stereo Dub,
Jerry's Kids,
Josef K,
Henry Cow,
Ten City,
Derrick Morgan,
Al Stewart,
This Heat,
Cluster,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Index,
Cameo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camberwell Now,
Procol Harum,
Clear Light,
It's A Beautiful Day,
David McCallum,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Public Image Ltd.,
Silicon Teens,
The Skatalites,
Joe Smooth,
Make Up,
Tomorrow,
Ronan,
The Black Dice,
The Cowsills,
Joyce Sims,
Niagra,
Nirvana,
Dark Day,
Bill Wells,
La Düsseldorf,
The Fugs,
Deadbeat,
Lucky Dragons,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.