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 Kenya and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Cheater Slicks to the electroclash 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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Donald Byrd,
Peter and Kerry,
The Move,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Inner City,
The Cure,
The Sonics,
Thee Headcoats,
The Angels of Light,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Remains,
Nik Kershaw,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hardrive,
Connie Case,
Dave Gahan,
Severed Heads,
Spoonie Gee,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
FM Einheit,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aural Exciters,
Quantec,
Funky Four + One,
Das Ding,
the Germs,
Al Stewart,
Adolescents,
Von Mondo,
One Last Wish,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Angry Samoans,
Supertramp,
Animal Collective,
Donny Hathaway,
Barry Ungar,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Easy Going,
Intrusion,
Kool Moe Dee,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Sherman,
Icehouse,
Con Funk Shun,
Gong,
Youth Brigade,
the Association,
The Golliwogs,
Barbara Tucker,
Sixth Finger,
Albert Ayler,
Symarip,
Vainqueur,
Hot Snakes,
Bad Manners,
Peter & Gordon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.