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 Jordan and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin 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 Bar-Kays to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Eric Copeland,
Fatback Band,
OOIOO,
Average White Band,
Desert Stars,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ohio Players,
Cluster,
the Bar-Kays,
Los Fastidios,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Model 500,
Morten Harket,
The Durutti Column,
the Germs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Khruangbin,
The Angels of Light,
Hardrive,
Bill Near,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cecil Taylor,
The Sound,
The Fall,
the Sonics,
Minny Pops,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul II Soul,
Circle Jerks,
The Blues Magoos,
Blossom Toes,
Sound Behaviour,
Dark Day,
Gang of Four,
Japan,
Basic Channel,
The Walker Brothers,
Nik Kershaw,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Slave,
Gichy Dan,
Ronan,
Hot Snakes,
In Retrospect,
PIL,
Suicide,
Iggy Pop,
Deakin,
Prince Buster,
David McCallum,
Parry Music,
Ice-T,
Minor Threat,
Metal Thangz,
Franke,
Erykah Badu,
Thompson Twins,
Pantaleimon,
Q65,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.