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 Mongolia and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Underground Resistance to the rap 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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
8 Eyed Spy,
Japan,
Erasure,
Jerry's Kids,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Roxette,
DJ Sneak,
Depeche Mode,
Eve St. Jones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jandek,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Count Five,
The Zeros,
Adolescents,
Subhumans,
Bill Wells,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Tremeloes,
James White and The Blacks,
Brand Nubian,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Goldenarms,
Jawbox,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gang Starr,
Peter & Gordon,
Letta Mbulu,
The Skatalites,
Steve Hackett,
Bush Tetras,
Godley & Creme,
The Invisible,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Simply Red,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kenny Larkin,
Carl Craig,
David Axelrod,
Radiohead,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soul II Soul,
Wings,
Porter Ricks,
Los Fastidios,
The Fortunes,
Outsiders,
Loose Ends,
Eric Dolphy,
Lyres,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Infiniti,
Spoonie Gee,
Anthony Braxton,
Tubeway Army,
the Association, the Association, the Association, the Association.
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.