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 Latvia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
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 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 The Beau Brummels to the punk 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Max Romeo,
Kayak,
Cybotron,
Black Moon,
The Skatalites,
The Offenders,
The Associates,
Can,
Vainqueur,
Bronski Beat,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sun City Girls,
Wire,
EPMD,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ossler,
U.S. Maple,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Unwound,
The Mummies,
Flash Fearless,
The Smiths,
Fatback Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Index,
Lebanon Hanover,
Trumans Water,
The Grass Roots,
La Düsseldorf,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Metal Thangz,
Roy Ayers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Organ,
Lalo Schifrin,
Frankie Knuckles,
Oneida,
Henry Cow,
Thompson Twins,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Selecter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Harmonia,
Little Man,
Yazoo,
Skarface,
Parry Music,
Gang of Four,
Ponytail,
The Blackbyrds,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kerri Chandler,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Wake,
Tropical Tobacco,
Animal Collective,
Urselle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.