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 Brunei and from Hong Kong.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roger Hodgson to the electroclash 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Marvin Gaye,
Radiohead,
The Moody Blues,
Jeff Mills,
Electric Light Orchestra,
F. McDonald,
Buzzcocks,
The Human League,
Banda Bassotti,
June Days,
Laurel Aitken,
Fat Boys,
Quando Quango,
The Blues Magoos,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
X-Ray Spex,
Wings,
David McCallum,
Anthony Braxton,
Make Up,
Amon Düül II,
Albert Ayler,
10cc,
Massinfluence,
Soulsonic Force,
JFA,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ken Boothe,
Ronan,
Lower 48,
Lou Reed,
The Gladiators,
Erasure,
Mr. Review,
Cybotron,
Inner City,
Trumans Water,
Crash Course in Science,
The Names,
The Angels of Light,
Donny Hathaway,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sister Nancy,
Brick,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Roger Hodgson,
Brass Construction,
Roy Ayers,
Don Cherry,
In Retrospect,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soft Machine,
The J.B.'s,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.