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 Tajikistan and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Organ to the rap 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Radiohead,
The J.B.'s,
Zapp,
Dual Sessions,
Slick Rick,
Rites of Spring,
Graham Central Station,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Toni Rubio,
Connie Case,
Matthew Bourne,
The Fuzztones,
The Cramps,
Amon Düül,
Grauzone,
Von Mondo,
PIL,
Althea and Donna,
Soul Sonic Force,
It's A Beautiful Day,
KRS-One,
The New Christs,
Depeche Mode,
Ohio Players,
Aloha Tigers,
Index,
A Certain Ratio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Offenders,
Barrington Levy,
Nils Olav,
the Soft Cell,
Aural Exciters,
The Misunderstood,
Bad Manners,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Groovy Waters,
The Selecter,
Bobby Womack,
Basic Channel,
Jesper Dahlback,
Supertramp,
Flash Fearless,
The Slits,
Jandek,
Yellowson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dark Day,
David Bowie,
Slave,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bob Dylan,
the Swans,
Section 25,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tom Boy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Walker Brothers,
The Dirtbombs,
Chris & Cosey,
The Detroit Cobras,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.