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 Korea South and from Delhi.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
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 rhodes 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 Andrew Hill to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Frankie Knuckles,
Popol Vuh,
Eric Dolphy,
Pagans,
Cymande,
Gong,
A Certain Ratio,
Bootsy Collins,
Kerri Chandler,
The Durutti Column,
Brass Construction,
Gang Green,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Germs,
Can,
Black Flag,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
H. Thieme,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Grauzone,
The Associates,
The Cramps,
Yusef Lateef,
EPMD,
Oblivians,
The Evens,
The Trojans,
Country Teasers,
The Knickerbockers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
ABBA,
Underground Resistance,
Loose Ends,
Sun City Girls,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Remains,
DJ Style,
Eric Copeland,
Massinfluence,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Q and Not U,
Laurel Aitken,
Y Pants,
Grey Daturas,
Clear Light,
David McCallum,
the Human League,
Pantytec,
Steve Hackett,
Silicon Teens,
Hasil Adkins,
The Barracudas,
Easy Going,
Darondo,
Deepchord,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
New York Dolls,
KRS-One,
Adolescents,
The Invisible,
Subhumans,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.