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 Argentina and from Paris.
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 Portland and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Ohio Players to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Saccharine Trust,
Aswad,
Kas Product,
Joe Smooth,
MDC,
Suburban Knight,
Urselle,
Minutemen,
Livin' Joy,
Connie Case,
World's Most,
Harpers Bizarre,
Schoolly D,
ABBA,
Nirvana,
Anakelly,
The Saints,
Gichy Dan,
Absolute Body Control,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Silicon Teens,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pantaleimon,
The Gap Band,
Bill Near,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Country Teasers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dual Sessions,
Throbbing Gristle,
Technova,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bobby Byrd,
Basic Channel,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Warsaw,
The Kinks,
Zapp,
Unrelated Segments,
The Slits,
10cc,
Black Pus,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Morten Harket,
The Residents,
Scott Walker,
Au Pairs,
Marvin Gaye,
Chrome,
DJ Style,
Nas,
Fela Kuti,
Moby Grape,
Mission of Burma,
La Düsseldorf,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.