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 Somalia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Fela Kuti to the disco 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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Hood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Roxy Music,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ronnie Foster,
China Crisis,
Rufus Thomas,
Blake Baxter,
Bad Manners,
Sound Behaviour,
Sister Nancy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-101,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Unwound,
Average White Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Q65,
Ituana,
The Golliwogs,
Gang Green,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
48th St. Collective,
B.T. Express,
Kurtis Blow,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tubeway Army,
Oneida,
Bobby Byrd,
Radiohead,
the Association,
Moby Grape,
Freddie Wadling,
The Martian,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott Heron,
Chris & Cosey,
The Happenings,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scratch Acid,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ronan,
Marc Almond,
The Raincoats,
The Index,
The Names,
Johnny Osbourne,
Black Bananas,
Mo-Dettes,
John Holt,
Second Layer,
Bobby Sherman,
Groovy Waters,
Chrome,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
FM Einheit,
ABC,
Maleditus Sound,
Masters at Work,
The Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pierre Henry,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.