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 Ivory Coast and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Guru Guru to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Fad Gadget,
Arthur Verocai,
Barclay James Harvest,
Country Teasers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Motions,
Electric Prunes,
Y Pants,
Bootsy Collins,
The Trojans,
Jerry's Kids,
Girls At Our Best!,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Davy DMX,
The Electric Prunes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lou Reed,
The Monochrome Set,
Fatback Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Stooges,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Connie Case,
Gregory Isaacs,
Section 25,
Faraquet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DJ Style,
Mo-Dettes,
Wasted Youth,
Bang On A Can,
Minny Pops,
Ken Boothe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sun City Girls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deepchord,
CMW,
Reuben Wilson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Boz Scaggs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tres Demented,
The Martian,
Rakim,
Wally Richardson,
Saccharine Trust,
Fluxion,
E-Dancer,
Rekid,
The Doobie Brothers,
Toni Rubio,
The Cramps,
Kayak,
Youth Brigade,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.