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 Portugal and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar 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 Alton Ellis to the electroclash 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 The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Procol Harum,
Patti Smith,
The Remains,
Johnny Osbourne,
The J.B.'s,
Graham Central Station,
Tubeway Army,
Sparks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Frankie Knuckles,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lee Hazlewood,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sam Rivers,
The Raincoats,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Altered Images,
Minnie Riperton,
Barrington Levy,
Neu!,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pole,
D'Angelo,
Todd Rundgren,
Dead Boys,
Marcia Griffiths,
Funkadelic,
The Electric Prunes,
Erasure,
Darondo,
Mission of Burma,
Carl Craig,
Scratch Acid,
Vladislav Delay,
Yazoo,
Suicide,
Young Marble Giants,
Derrick Morgan,
The Tremeloes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ken Boothe,
Minor Threat,
The Barracudas,
Goldenarms,
Laurel Aitken,
Rhythm & Sound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Slits,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Warren Ellis,
The Pop Group,
Aaron Thompson,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.