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 Mali and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 linndrum 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 The Fire Engines to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
The Cowsills,
Marine Girls,
Main Source,
Gang Gang Dance,
Average White Band,
The Gun Club,
Gregory Isaacs,
Von Mondo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Robert Görl,
Lyres,
AZ,
David McCallum,
Jeff Mills,
Scratch Acid,
Nas,
Albert Ayler,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Buzzcocks,
Siglo XX,
Sound Behaviour,
T.S.O.L.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gastr Del Sol,
Y Pants,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ossler,
The Kinks,
The Mummies,
Second Layer,
B.T. Express,
Suicide,
Chris & Cosey,
Model 500,
The Monochrome Set,
Jimmy McGriff,
Spoonie Gee,
The Pretty Things,
Jacob Miller,
Sonic Youth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Brick,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Bar-Kays,
This Heat,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Parry Music,
The Monks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scott Walker,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Faraquet,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.