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 Italy and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Excepter to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Con Funk Shun,
James White and The Blacks,
Kas Product,
Magazine,
10cc,
Rod Modell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
MC5,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Cramps,
Carl Craig,
The Evens,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
UT,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Misunderstood,
The Moleskins,
Minor Threat,
Visage,
Susan Cadogan,
Throbbing Gristle,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter & Gordon,
Bill Near,
Amon Düül II,
Sixth Finger,
ABC,
Hasil Adkins,
Ohio Players,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scrapy,
The Moody Blues,
Qualms,
The Walker Brothers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Subhumans,
Das Ding,
John Coltrane,
Judy Mowatt,
Delta 5,
The Gladiators,
Section 25,
Japan,
Animal Collective,
Matthew Halsall,
DNA,
The Red Krayola,
Mary Jane Girls,
Dead Boys,
The Leaves,
The Trojans,
The Fugs,
Average White Band,
Hashim,
Pylon,
Byron Stingily,
Minnie Riperton,
Lalo Schifrin,
Schoolly D,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.