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 Senegal and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 X-101 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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Flamin' Groovies,
Los Fastidios,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gerry Rafferty,
Colin Newman,
Crash Course in Science,
Aaron Thompson,
The Motions,
The Pretty Things,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Con Funk Shun,
Young Marble Giants,
The Star Department,
UT,
T.S.O.L.,
Roy Ayers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sixth Finger,
Gabor Szabo,
Altered Images,
The Slackers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Smog,
Babytalk,
Idris Muhammad,
Scott Walker,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Livin' Joy,
This Heat,
The Vogues,
Pierre Henry,
Magazine,
The Fugs,
Television Personalities,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
China Crisis,
June Days,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Anthony Braxton,
Rosa Yemen,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jandek,
a-ha,
The Moody Blues,
Franke,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Human League,
The Barracudas,
Nils Olav,
Eli Mardock,
Goldenarms,
The Martian,
Outsiders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.