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 Tuvalu and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes 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 The Mojo Men 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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
The Five Americans,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hashim,
The Victims,
Flash Fearless,
Unwound,
Glenn Branca,
Godley & Creme,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nico,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Echospace,
Peter & Gordon,
AZ,
the Soft Cell,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Gladiators,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sonny Sharrock,
Animal Collective,
Swell Maps,
China Crisis,
MDC,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
A Certain Ratio,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bang On A Can,
Mr. Review,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Human League,
Agitation Free,
The Doors,
Howard Jones,
Technova,
Livin' Joy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Monks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Chrome,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
June of 44,
The Black Dice,
Stereo Dub,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mandrill,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Little Man,
Robert Hood,
Country Teasers,
Lyres,
Anakelly,
Kayak,
X-102,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.