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 Hungary and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe 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 Crime to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape 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 synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Zapp,
OOIOO,
Intrusion,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Human League,
Subhumans,
Barry Ungar,
Junior Murvin,
Hot Snakes,
Rites of Spring,
The New Christs,
Bluetip,
Josef K,
Kenny Larkin,
Harry Pussy,
Bush Tetras,
Grey Daturas,
Wasted Youth,
The Divine Comedy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
E-Dancer,
Mantronix,
Yusef Lateef,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Roxette,
Don Cherry,
Marvin Gaye,
The Young Rascals,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Germs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Man Parrish,
June Days,
Nick Fraelich,
Joey Negro,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Audionom,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Symarip,
Crash Course in Science,
Gil Scott Heron,
June of 44,
Television Personalities,
Country Teasers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mad Mike,
Thee Headcoats,
John Foxx,
These Immortal Souls,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Soft Cell,
Roy Ayers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hashim,
Kaleidoscope,
DNA,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.