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 Malta and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Silicon Teens to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Rufus Thomas,
John Lydon,
Kenny Larkin,
Lindisfarne,
The Fortunes,
Tom Boy,
The Names,
Easy Going,
the Germs,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobby Womack,
James White and The Blacks,
Sixth Finger,
the Bar-Kays,
Eric Dolphy,
R.M.O.,
Amon Düül,
Model 500,
The Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bauhaus,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobby Sherman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Blues Magoos,
Oneida,
Chris Corsano,
Minny Pops,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Smog,
Funkadelic,
Sandy B,
F. McDonald,
Altered Images,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Durutti Column,
Organ,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minnie Riperton,
The Smoke,
Gerry Rafferty,
LL Cool J,
Livin' Joy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dave Gahan,
Unrelated Segments,
ABC,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Yusef Lateef,
Kayak,
The Mojo Men,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Association,
Sun City Girls,
Lucky Dragons,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soulsonic Force,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.