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 Chile and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Wire to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lightning Bolt,
Drexciya,
The Smiths,
The Cramps,
Marshall Jefferson,
Schoolly D,
Pantytec,
Bill Near,
Bad Manners,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
T. Rex,
Tears for Fears,
Visage,
Pantaleimon,
the Soft Cell,
Jerry's Kids,
Bootsy Collins,
The Count Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sam Rivers,
Malaria!,
Magazine,
10cc,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cheater Slicks,
Sugar Minott,
X-Ray Spex,
Howard Jones,
Traffic Nightmare,
Intrusion,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Velvet Underground,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Tres Demented,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joey Negro,
Skriet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Agitation Free,
Avey Tare,
Aloha Tigers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
UT,
Albert Ayler,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Anakelly,
Bobby Sherman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Terry Callier,
Alton Ellis,
Lungfish,
Flamin' Groovies,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Moss Icon,
Iggy Pop,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rites of Spring,
Barry Ungar,
Theoretical Girls,
Bob Dylan,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.