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 Brunei and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Sao Paulo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Scientists to the disco 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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
DJ Style,
Archie Shepp,
Robert Görl,
Deadbeat,
The Toasters,
The Count Five,
Joyce Sims,
These Immortal Souls,
Sam Rivers,
Roger Hodgson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Echospace,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Schoolly D,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Trumans Water,
Grey Daturas,
Mad Mike,
Index,
the Human League,
Idris Muhammad,
Junior Murvin,
David Bowie,
Oneida,
Jawbox,
The Tremeloes,
Magma,
F. McDonald,
Fela Kuti,
David Axelrod,
The Human League,
Colin Newman,
Judy Mowatt,
Minnie Riperton,
Gregory Isaacs,
Brothers Johnson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wally Richardson,
Soft Machine,
Stiv Bators,
Banda Bassotti,
Kayak,
Kenny Larkin,
Carl Craig,
Severed Heads,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
ABBA,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Last Poets,
the Bar-Kays,
Lou Christie,
The Slits,
Roy Ayers,
Dual Sessions,
Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.