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 Portugal and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Darondo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Sound,
Pantaleimon,
The Cramps,
Blake Baxter,
China Crisis,
The American Breed,
the Association,
the Bar-Kays,
KRS-One,
The Offenders,
Bad Manners,
AZ,
Black Bananas,
Harmonia,
Toni Rubio,
Pussy Galore,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minnie Riperton,
Roxette,
Banda Bassotti,
The Walker Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Index,
The Knickerbockers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Residents,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Matthew Bourne,
Lindisfarne,
Matthew Halsall,
Rotary Connection,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marmalade,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The J.B.'s,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eric Copeland,
MDC,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Todd Terry,
Donny Hathaway,
LL Cool J,
Q65,
Steve Hackett,
In Retrospect,
Ronan,
The Standells,
Urselle,
Minor Threat,
The Associates,
Severed Heads,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Little Man,
The Divine Comedy,
Hoover,
The Index,
Gang Green,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.