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 Poland and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 John Cale to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Josef K,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tears for Fears,
Scott Walker,
Sandy B,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Byrd,
Grandmaster Flash,
Spandau Ballet,
Pierre Henry,
Oneida,
Loose Ends,
Slave,
Alton Ellis,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sparks,
Rites of Spring,
Minnie Riperton,
kango's stein massive,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Grass Roots,
Funky Four + One,
The Seeds,
Public Image Ltd.,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Saints,
Isaac Hayes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Idris Muhammad,
Soul II Soul,
Au Pairs,
the Bar-Kays,
Aswad,
OOIOO,
Arab on Radar,
Fad Gadget,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Intrusion,
Hashim,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ituana,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nirvana,
Yellowson,
Brass Construction,
Morten Harket,
Infiniti,
John Holt,
The Neon Judgement,
June of 44,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gories,
David McCallum,
Davy DMX,
T. Rex,
Susan Cadogan,
The Toasters,
Country Teasers,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.