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 Netherlands and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Sällskapet to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Japan,
Erasure,
Terry Callier,
Eve St. Jones,
OOIOO,
Khruangbin,
Babytalk,
Boz Scaggs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Amon Düül,
Fugazi,
Duran Duran,
Country Joe & The Fish,
La Düsseldorf,
Fatback Band,
Tim Buckley,
Mo-Dettes,
These Immortal Souls,
The Pop Group,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Bar-Kays,
Jeff Lynne,
Grandmaster Flash,
B.T. Express,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Stiv Bators,
The Evens,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric Copeland,
Roxy Music,
Motorama,
Scion,
It's A Beautiful Day,
T.S.O.L.,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
LL Cool J,
Derrick May,
Idris Muhammad,
JFA,
Howard Jones,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pagans,
Skarface,
Tubeway Army,
Erykah Badu,
Delta 5,
Brick,
Electric Prunes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mantronix,
The Angels of Light,
Peter & Gordon,
The Monochrome Set,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Andrew Hill,
The Electric Prunes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jimmy McGriff,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scrapy,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.