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 Benin and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ultimate Spinach to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
The J.B.'s,
Al Stewart,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Half Japanese,
Ludus,
Banda Bassotti,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Interpol,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Echospace,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Erykah Badu,
Steve Hackett,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Livin' Joy,
Rosa Yemen,
Soft Cell,
The Happenings,
Black Bananas,
The Dead C,
Duran Duran,
Black Flag,
The Modern Lovers,
Susan Cadogan,
The Barracudas,
Silicon Teens,
Aloha Tigers,
Maleditus Sound,
The United States of America,
Japan,
Alphaville,
Skriet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Patti Smith,
Gerry Rafferty,
Main Source,
Negative Approach,
The Music Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Deadbeat,
Iggy Pop,
Warren Ellis,
Newcleus,
Hashim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pussy Galore,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lalann,
Josef K,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wasted Youth,
Rekid,
Sugar Minott,
The Mojo Men,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Walker Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cheater Slicks,
Dual Sessions,
Dead Boys,
Rakim,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.