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 Fiji and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Metal Thangz to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine 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 punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gichy Dan,
OOIOO,
Don Cherry,
The Names,
The Modern Lovers,
Magma,
Harpers Bizarre,
Anthony Braxton,
Y Pants,
Pussy Galore,
Ludus,
David Axelrod,
Ornette Coleman,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobby Womack,
The American Breed,
A Certain Ratio,
Black Moon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Second Layer,
The Birthday Party,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dead Boys,
Lucky Dragons,
Thompson Twins,
the Slits,
Slave,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gastr Del Sol,
MDC,
Con Funk Shun,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
AZ,
Goldenarms,
Technova,
Johnny Osbourne,
Quadrant,
Hashim,
Fad Gadget,
The Beau Brummels,
The Divine Comedy,
Skaos,
Avey Tare,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eric Dolphy,
Wire,
The Sonics,
Curtis Mayfield,
PIL,
Royal Trux,
Bauhaus,
kango's stein massive,
Lakeside,
The Searchers,
Tim Buckley,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.