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 Andorra and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 Soul II Soul to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
Little Man,
Half Japanese,
The J.B.'s,
Crime,
Tomorrow,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Groovy Waters,
L. Decosne,
Con Funk Shun,
Kaleidoscope,
8 Eyed Spy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Blossom Toes,
Rakim,
X-101,
Rotary Connection,
Panda Bear,
The American Breed,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Buckinghams,
John Cale,
Stiv Bators,
The Fuzztones,
This Heat,
The Residents,
Soulsonic Force,
Lucky Dragons,
Traffic Nightmare,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pere Ubu,
Country Teasers,
Deadbeat,
Susan Cadogan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Harry Pussy,
The Dirtbombs,
Buzzcocks,
Y Pants,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Theoretical Girls,
Dawn Penn,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cameo,
Popol Vuh,
U.S. Maple,
D'Angelo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Circle Jerks,
Bobby Sherman,
Nation of Ulysses,
UT,
James White and The Blacks,
The Searchers,
the Slits,
The Litter,
Erykah Badu,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.