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 Vanuatu and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 mellotron 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 Arthur Verocai to the jazz 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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
Deakin,
Gang Green,
Rod Modell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
D'Angelo,
Minutemen,
Johnny Clarke,
Robert Görl,
Hardrive,
Intrusion,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eurythmics,
Rekid,
The Grass Roots,
Joensuu 1685,
Jacob Miller,
cv313,
The Moleskins,
Radio Birdman,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
Alice Coltrane,
Mr. Review,
Guru Guru,
Lungfish,
Sparks,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Neon Judgement,
The Victims,
The Count Five,
Public Enemy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Hashim,
Subhumans,
Funky Four + One,
Massinfluence,
Ultravox,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mary Jane Girls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camouflage,
Charles Mingus,
Roxette,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tomorrow,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Saints,
Harry Pussy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tears for Fears,
Crooked Eye,
Youth Brigade,
The Mummies,
Grauzone,
Henry Cow,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.