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 Taiwan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 F. McDonald to the techno 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy 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?
Bill Wells,
David Bowie,
Robert Hood,
Silicon Teens,
Pere Ubu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Shoche,
The Raincoats,
Fear,
The Pop Group,
Lucky Dragons,
The Barracudas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tears for Fears,
Kerrie Biddell,
Au Pairs,
Saccharine Trust,
Infiniti,
Jawbox,
Aloha Tigers,
Pierre Henry,
The Residents,
Laurel Aitken,
Don Cherry,
The Names,
The Electric Prunes,
Smog,
Young Marble Giants,
The Misunderstood,
Duran Duran,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dawn Penn,
Blossom Toes,
Wolf Eyes,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gories,
Toni Rubio,
Qualms,
Glenn Branca,
Iggy Pop,
Scan 7,
Arcadia,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eric Copeland,
Boredoms,
Ituana,
Crime,
A Certain Ratio,
The Wake,
KRS-One,
Delta 5,
Anakelly,
The Count Five,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Neil Young,
Quadrant,
Flipper,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nils Olav,
Mark Hollis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hashim,
a-ha,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.