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 Taiwan and from Woodstock.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin 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 Terrestrial Tones to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Blues Magoos,
The Grass Roots,
Hoover,
the Human League,
Deakin,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Minnie Riperton,
Second Layer,
Section 25,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Altered Images,
The Blackbyrds,
Quantec,
The Index,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Kinks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Reagan Youth,
Agent Orange,
Country Teasers,
Unwound,
E-Dancer,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fear,
Kerri Chandler,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lakeside,
Ken Boothe,
Kas Product,
Heaven 17,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Maleditus Sound,
Marmalade,
Groovy Waters,
Andrew Hill,
PIL,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pole,
Angry Samoans,
Intrusion,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Babytalk,
Minny Pops,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sonic Youth,
Pagans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Main Source,
The Vogues,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sugar Minott,
Isaac Hayes,
Ohio Players,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.