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 Iran and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Techniques to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tommy Roe,
U.S. Maple,
Barbara Tucker,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Yazoo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Man Parrish,
Visage,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Standells,
The Five Americans,
Mary Jane Girls,
Monks,
Tubeway Army,
The Divine Comedy,
Lee Hazlewood,
MDC,
Marc Almond,
Y Pants,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Essential Logic,
Kenny Larkin,
Donny Hathaway,
Donald Byrd,
David Axelrod,
Warren Ellis,
Basic Channel,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blancmange,
Schoolly D,
Black Flag,
Minny Pops,
Siglo XX,
Danielle Patucci,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stiv Bators,
The Busters,
Scientists,
Gregory Isaacs,
Unrelated Segments,
Sexual Harrassment,
Steve Hackett,
Todd Rundgren,
Graham Central Station,
Trumans Water,
The Barracudas,
The Walker Brothers,
Bluetip,
Tropical Tobacco,
Harry Pussy,
Los Fastidios,
Swans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Loose Ends,
The Leaves,
Thompson Twins,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.