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 Australia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Wings to the jazz 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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
The Sound,
Sight & Sound,
The United States of America,
The Velvet Underground,
The Raincoats,
Prince Buster,
Scott Walker,
Ornette Coleman,
EPMD,
Drive Like Jehu,
The J.B.'s,
Tomorrow,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Moody Blues,
The Cure,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grey Daturas,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Connie Case,
Spandau Ballet,
Urselle,
Piero Umiliani,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Standells,
Erykah Badu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dark Day,
the Slits,
Pierre Henry,
AZ,
Amon Düül,
Minnie Riperton,
Jacques Brel,
The Fall,
The Selecter,
Derrick Morgan,
the Sonics,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Model 500,
Sister Nancy,
The Doobie Brothers,
Negative Approach,
UT,
The Beau Brummels,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Swell Maps,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Monks,
Chris Corsano,
Electric Prunes,
Suicide,
The Victims,
Ronan,
Alton Ellis,
Main Source,
Parry Music,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.