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 Australia 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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Procol Harum to the crunk 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe 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 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
The Techniques,
Zapp,
Flipper,
Cymande,
the Normal,
Tres Demented,
Stereo Dub,
Hot Snakes,
Erykah Badu,
Can,
Gichy Dan,
The Victims,
Lebanon Hanover,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sällskapet,
Desert Stars,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Black Dice,
Toni Rubio,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fugazi,
Neil Young,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Black Flag,
Kerri Chandler,
Danielle Patucci,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Intrusion,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Swans,
Mission of Burma,
Essential Logic,
The Golliwogs,
Supertramp,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Cure,
The Doors,
Sun Ra,
Dawn Penn,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lyres,
The Birthday Party,
Chris & Cosey,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sparks,
The Fire Engines,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cluster,
Roxy Music,
Brass Construction,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Monks,
Joe Finger,
Thompson Twins,
Warsaw,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.