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 the UAE and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bill Wells to the punk 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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Moss Icon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Sonics,
Robert Görl,
Masters at Work,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mission of Burma,
Glenn Branca,
FM Einheit,
Faust,
The Velvet Underground,
Godley & Creme,
The Residents,
Thee Headcoats,
Simply Red,
The Smoke,
Jerry's Kids,
Steve Hackett,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
ABBA,
Nico,
June of 44,
Moby Grape,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Yaz,
Girls At Our Best!,
Albert Ayler,
Aaron Thompson,
The Electric Prunes,
48th St. Collective,
Traffic Nightmare,
Parry Music,
Nik Kershaw,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultimate Spinach,
Blossom Toes,
Fad Gadget,
The J.B.'s,
Scan 7,
Jeff Mills,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Average White Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lightning Bolt,
Donald Byrd,
Yazoo,
Q and Not U,
Black Flag,
DJ Sneak,
Graham Central Station,
Boz Scaggs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jawbox,
John Holt,
Mad Mike,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brothers Johnson,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.