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 Nauru and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro 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 Radio Birdman to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
T.S.O.L.,
Radio Birdman,
Eli Mardock,
The Wake,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fela Kuti,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rotary Connection,
The Blues Magoos,
John Lydon,
The Blackbyrds,
Gong,
In Retrospect,
Scientists,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Crime,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Standells,
The Associates,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Delta 5,
Ornette Coleman,
Ultra Naté,
Scratch Acid,
La Düsseldorf,
Schoolly D,
Camberwell Now,
The Offenders,
Byron Stingily,
Stereo Dub,
Cybotron,
Jimmy McGriff,
Aural Exciters,
Soft Cell,
Bush Tetras,
Cymande,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sex Pistols,
Erykah Badu,
Suburban Knight,
Kayak,
Steve Hackett,
Grauzone,
Tres Demented,
Zero Boys,
Dual Sessions,
Monks,
James White and The Blacks,
Cecil Taylor,
Radiohead,
The Pretty Things,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Basic Channel,
Duran Duran,
The Five Americans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Yellowson,
The Zeros,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.