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 Marshall Islands and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skarface,
Colin Newman,
The Beau Brummels,
Gregory Isaacs,
Moby Grape,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Monks,
Faust,
Oneida,
Cal Tjader,
Sonny Sharrock,
Guru Guru,
Ice-T,
Half Japanese,
Clear Light,
Gichy Dan,
Dead Boys,
The Fire Engines,
Gang of Four,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eric Dolphy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Average White Band,
Dawn Penn,
DJ Style,
the Fania All-Stars,
Siglo XX,
Byron Stingily,
Pole,
Jandek,
Young Marble Giants,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Make Up,
Albert Ayler,
Sugar Minott,
Cameo,
Q and Not U,
Black Sheep,
Nik Kershaw,
The Evens,
Infiniti,
Steve Hackett,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Maleditus Sound,
Section 25,
U.S. Maple,
Johnny Osbourne,
Little Man,
Tom Boy,
Lalann,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Standells,
The Young Rascals,
The Seeds,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fear,
Bob Dylan,
Godley & Creme,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.