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 Saudi Arabia and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manchester.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the funk 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and an arpeggiator 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 arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
U.S. Maple,
The Neon Judgement,
Drive Like Jehu,
Flamin' Groovies,
Duran Duran,
Kayak,
Simply Red,
Yusef Lateef,
A Certain Ratio,
The Remains,
Piero Umiliani,
The Selecter,
Oblivians,
Khruangbin,
The Litter,
Bauhaus,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Porter Ricks,
The Smoke,
Rekid,
Procol Harum,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Pop Group,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
DJ Style,
Gil Scott Heron,
F. McDonald,
Excepter,
The Happenings,
Rod Modell,
Flipper,
Talk Talk,
Barrington Levy,
Masters at Work,
Gregory Isaacs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
D'Angelo,
Fat Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Outsiders,
Steve Hackett,
Bad Manners,
Smog,
Amon Düül II,
Sugar Minott,
Eve St. Jones,
Pierre Henry,
Soul II Soul,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Soulsonic Force,
Ossler,
Sandy B,
Moebius,
The Real Kids,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Youth Brigade,
X-Ray Spex,
The Electric Prunes,
KRS-One,
The Cramps,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.