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 Russia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Stockholm.
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 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 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 Bad Manners to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Half Japanese,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
ABC,
Scion,
The Mojo Men,
Infiniti,
Cal Tjader,
Minny Pops,
Slick Rick,
Nation of Ulysses,
Von Mondo,
Tomorrow,
Pylon,
Severed Heads,
Michelle Simonal,
Wire,
Henry Cow,
The Sound,
Pantaleimon,
Robert Wyatt,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bill Near,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cymande,
Janne Schatter,
Sällskapet,
Magazine,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nick Fraelich,
Cheater Slicks,
Minor Threat,
The Detroit Cobras,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ten City,
Lalann,
Grauzone,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Skarface,
Section 25,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Pop Group,
Bush Tetras,
The Monks,
The Names,
Soulsonic Force,
The United States of America,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Smiths,
Quando Quango,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sound Behaviour,
Josef K,
The Moleskins,
The Neon Judgement,
Jawbox,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.