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 Jordan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Victims to the grime 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
ABC,
The Stooges,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Fortunes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Young Marble Giants,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Real Kids,
Alton Ellis,
Bobby Sherman,
B.T. Express,
PIL,
Faraquet,
The Modern Lovers,
Wasted Youth,
Nico,
JFA,
Susan Cadogan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Donny Hathaway,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Todd Terry,
Girls At Our Best!,
Man Parrish,
Lower 48,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cybotron,
Brass Construction,
Magma,
John Lydon,
Sugar Minott,
Black Flag,
Infiniti,
Nick Fraelich,
the Association,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wolf Eyes,
Sarah Menescal,
Rod Modell,
Crime,
Half Japanese,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joey Negro,
Groovy Waters,
Nils Olav,
The Index,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scott Walker,
Gong,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joe Finger,
Tommy Roe,
Cluster,
Organ,
Scientists,
Shuggie Otis,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.