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 Kiribati and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ 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 Peter and Kerry to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Desert Stars,
Lou Reed,
Isaac Hayes,
Rapeman,
Bootsy Collins,
Khruangbin,
Outsiders,
The Dave Clark Five,
Severed Heads,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Maurizio,
kango's stein massive,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pulsallama,
The Pop Group,
Donny Hathaway,
Sparks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deadbeat,
Sarah Menescal,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fear,
The Martian,
Minnie Riperton,
The Evens,
World's Most,
New Order,
Peter and Kerry,
The Birthday Party,
E-Dancer,
Prince Buster,
Janne Schatter,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Fania All-Stars,
Connie Case,
The Gladiators,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Gun Club,
Hoover,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Trojans,
The Slackers,
Black Moon,
Intrusion,
Peter & Gordon,
Easy Going,
Rekid,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Sheep,
The Real Kids,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scan 7,
FM Einheit,
MDC,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eden Ahbez,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Henry Cow,
Mars,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.