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 the UAE and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Standells to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Tubeway Army,
L. Decosne,
Gang Green,
The Gap Band,
Todd Terry,
Fluxion,
The Blackbyrds,
John Coltrane,
X-102,
Faraquet,
Donny Hathaway,
Scan 7,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Donald Byrd,
ABBA,
Amon Düül II,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Procol Harum,
The Doors,
Alton Ellis,
Minny Pops,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Brand Nubian,
Magma,
The Electric Prunes,
The Techniques,
Boredoms,
Main Source,
T. Rex,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roger Hodgson,
Lucky Dragons,
T.S.O.L.,
The Standells,
Amazonics,
the Swans,
Peter and Kerry,
The Selecter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
LL Cool J,
Adolescents,
Soft Machine,
Mandrill,
Simply Red,
Blancmange,
Loose Ends,
The Seeds,
The Slackers,
Neil Young,
The Saints,
E-Dancer,
The Skatalites,
Skarface,
Girls At Our Best!,
Model 500,
The Fall,
Delta 5,
Jeff Mills,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.