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 Nepal and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Gastr Del Sol to the dance 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sam Rivers,
Gregory Isaacs,
ABC,
Ultimate Spinach,
Archie Shepp,
Cybotron,
The Real Kids,
The Residents,
DJ Sneak,
Aloha Tigers,
Jandek,
The Associates,
Sister Nancy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pulsallama,
Amon Düül II,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pierre Henry,
The Skatalites,
Flash Fearless,
Leonard Cohen,
Lalo Schifrin,
Can,
X-101,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quantec,
Harpers Bizarre,
Chrome,
Silicon Teens,
Mad Mike,
Ituana,
The Move,
Sonic Youth,
Qualms,
Visage,
The Blackbyrds,
The Gladiators,
Kas Product,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Siglo XX,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pet Shop Boys,
Con Funk Shun,
Lucky Dragons,
Nik Kershaw,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gabor Szabo,
The Misunderstood,
The Detroit Cobras,
Alton Ellis,
Barry Ungar,
Audionom,
L. Decosne,
The Fortunes,
Lakeside,
Infiniti,
The Raincoats,
The Cramps,
JFA,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.