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 India and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 synthesizer 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 Ituana to the funk 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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Stooges,
The Wake,
Suburban Knight,
Shoche,
Quantec,
H. Thieme,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mission of Burma,
The Golliwogs,
Peter and Kerry,
Mars,
the Slits,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pylon,
The Dirtbombs,
The Raincoats,
Von Mondo,
Lower 48,
Vladislav Delay,
Don Cherry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Alton Ellis,
ABBA,
Flipper,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Charles Mingus,
The Tremeloes,
Faust,
Josef K,
Minutemen,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Robert Wyatt,
K-Klass,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
The Moody Blues,
Sällskapet,
Johnny Osbourne,
Anthony Braxton,
Drive Like Jehu,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Electric Prunes,
Public Enemy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eve St. Jones,
Grandmaster Flash,
Supertramp,
Infiniti,
Moebius,
Thompson Twins,
The Smoke,
Model 500,
Banda Bassotti,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rosa Yemen,
Nas,
Sister Nancy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Second Layer,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
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.