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 Australia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 David Bowie 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 Kayak to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Warren Ellis,
The Last Poets,
Model 500,
Leonard Cohen,
This Heat,
The Gladiators,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Don Cherry,
Robert Hood,
The Count Five,
Harmonia,
Parry Music,
Roger Hodgson,
The Mummies,
Jerry's Kids,
The Golliwogs,
10cc,
Subhumans,
The Leaves,
Marine Girls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Skarface,
The Buckinghams,
Q and Not U,
X-102,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bad Manners,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bill Near,
June of 44,
June Days,
Sixth Finger,
Ultravox,
Roxette,
The Sonics,
Dark Day,
The Raincoats,
Rod Modell,
Fela Kuti,
Boredoms,
L. Decosne,
Ossler,
Pantytec,
H. Thieme,
Procol Harum,
The Birthday Party,
Deadbeat,
Arab on Radar,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Unrelated Segments,
Neu!,
Aswad,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eve St. Jones,
Marcia Griffiths,
cv313,
Crime,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.