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 Luxembourg and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pharoah Sanders to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
E-Dancer,
Prince Buster,
David Axelrod,
Sexual Harrassment,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fugs,
Tres Demented,
Toni Rubio,
Lyres,
The New Christs,
Fad Gadget,
The Zeros,
The Vogues,
Barry Ungar,
John Foxx,
Neil Young,
The Angels of Light,
Hoover,
Tom Boy,
Panda Bear,
Roxette,
Gang Starr,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Count Five,
Con Funk Shun,
Funky Four + One,
48th St. Collective,
Bluetip,
Donny Hathaway,
New Order,
Siglo XX,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marmalade,
Bobby Byrd,
Vainqueur,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Christie,
Pierre Henry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joe Finger,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sight & Sound,
Altered Images,
Massinfluence,
OOIOO,
John Coltrane,
Scientists,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Anakelly,
Crooked Eye,
The Names,
Harry Pussy,
Q and Not U,
Peter & Gordon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eric Copeland,
Country Teasers,
Sixth Finger,
Davy DMX,
Pagans,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.