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 Afghanistan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Standells to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
The Gladiators,
Yusef Lateef,
10cc,
Eddi Front,
Pet Shop Boys,
MDC,
Scott Walker,
Slave,
Deepchord,
Pere Ubu,
Fad Gadget,
The Barracudas,
Magma,
Iggy Pop,
Girls At Our Best!,
Moebius,
Lakeside,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
EPMD,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
X-Ray Spex,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Crime,
Depeche Mode,
John Lydon,
Ohio Players,
Peter & Gordon,
U.S. Maple,
The Litter,
The Seeds,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Swans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Terry Callier,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Public Enemy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Das Ding,
Severed Heads,
Dawn Penn,
Whodini,
Max Romeo,
The Cowsills,
The Skatalites,
the Human League,
the Sonics,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eric Copeland,
Gang Green,
Thompson Twins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Drexciya,
The Gap Band,
Masters at Work,
Mars,
R.M.O.,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.