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 Albania and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Easy Going to the grunge 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
FM Einheit,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Bananas,
Throbbing Gristle,
New Age Steppers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dual Sessions,
48th St. Collective,
The Moleskins,
Byron Stingily,
Outsiders,
Ultravox,
Khruangbin,
New York Dolls,
Sight & Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ituana,
The Raincoats,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pierre Henry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
kango's stein massive,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Barrington Levy,
Television Personalities,
Aaron Thompson,
Neu!,
Johnny Clarke,
Glambeats Corp.,
Von Mondo,
June of 44,
8 Eyed Spy,
Funky Four + One,
Young Marble Giants,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Divine Comedy,
the Sonics,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roy Ayers,
JFA,
Half Japanese,
Heaven 17,
Brick,
L. Decosne,
The Music Machine,
Laurel Aitken,
The Busters,
Talk Talk,
Mary Jane Girls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
ABC,
Vainqueur,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sonic Youth,
Fat Boys,
Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike, Mad Mike.
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.