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 Honduras and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 synthesizer 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 The Kinks 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 Seeds. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Alphaville,
Matthew Bourne,
Peter and Kerry,
Howard Jones,
Roy Ayers,
Wolf Eyes,
Dark Day,
ABC,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Human League,
Rites of Spring,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Dead C,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jandek,
Soul Sonic Force,
Josef K,
The Gladiators,
Tropical Tobacco,
Reuben Wilson,
B.T. Express,
Kaleidoscope,
Amon Düül II,
Piero Umiliani,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tim Buckley,
Nirvana,
Trumans Water,
Q and Not U,
a-ha,
Fela Kuti,
Soft Machine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Todd Rundgren,
Y Pants,
Gong,
Popol Vuh,
Minor Threat,
The Black Dice,
Chris & Cosey,
The Durutti Column,
Wasted Youth,
Soul II Soul,
Junior Murvin,
Bang On A Can,
Nils Olav,
Sixth Finger,
The Standells,
Bobby Sherman,
AZ,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rod Modell,
The Smoke,
China Crisis,
The Gap Band,
Lower 48,
CMW,
The Blues Magoos,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.