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 Kosovo and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gladiators to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Standells. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Bad Manners,
Peter & Gordon,
Flipper,
Quadrant,
Y Pants,
Archie Shepp,
Freddie Wadling,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bush Tetras,
Bobby Sherman,
H. Thieme,
Cal Tjader,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Reed,
Eddi Front,
Groovy Waters,
Hashim,
Kas Product,
Rekid,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lungfish,
Tom Boy,
Television,
Prince Buster,
The Black Dice,
Country Teasers,
Livin' Joy,
The Cowsills,
Bobby Byrd,
Bronski Beat,
Fear,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joe Smooth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Blancmange,
Cheater Slicks,
Los Fastidios,
Patti Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lower 48,
Fela Kuti,
Suicide,
FM Einheit,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Graham Central Station,
Erykah Badu,
The Slits,
Technova,
Camouflage,
Scientists,
Adolescents,
Sonic Youth,
Barrington Levy,
The Techniques,
Marmalade,
Faust,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Intrusion,
Theoretical Girls,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.