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 France and from Columbus.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Blackbyrds to the rock 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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Janne Schatter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Angry Samoans,
Bob Dylan,
The American Breed,
One Last Wish,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Supertramp,
Shoche,
Moby Grape,
FM Einheit,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Au Pairs,
The Smoke,
Eve St. Jones,
The Young Rascals,
The Skatalites,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
kango's stein massive,
Accadde A,
Kerri Chandler,
Thompson Twins,
Quadrant,
The Fire Engines,
The United States of America,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rosa Yemen,
Aaron Thompson,
Model 500,
Junior Murvin,
Camberwell Now,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kool Moe Dee,
B.T. Express,
Harpers Bizarre,
Arab on Radar,
Easy Going,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gregory Isaacs,
Arcadia,
ABC,
The Wake,
Eden Ahbez,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wire,
Morten Harket,
Isaac Hayes,
Symarip,
Rod Modell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vladislav Delay,
Parry Music,
Delta 5,
The Modern Lovers,
Youth Brigade,
La Düsseldorf,
Oblivians,
The Searchers,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.