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 Korea South and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro 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 Drive Like Jehu to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Neu!,
Fatback Band,
Joey Negro,
Half Japanese,
Davy DMX,
Make Up,
The Motions,
Trumans Water,
Arab on Radar,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Cale,
The Gladiators,
Sällskapet,
Howard Jones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
David Bowie,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Barbara Tucker,
Jesper Dahlback,
James White and The Blacks,
Jacob Miller,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Seeds,
Ralphi Rosario,
Negative Approach,
Soul II Soul,
Khruangbin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Harpers Bizarre,
Spoonie Gee,
Flash Fearless,
B.T. Express,
CMW,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pere Ubu,
Matthew Bourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scion,
Peter & Gordon,
Lalann,
Amon Düül,
the Germs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Theoretical Girls,
The Names,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Magma,
Porter Ricks,
Radiohead,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ice-T,
Cecil Taylor,
Livin' Joy,
Mo-Dettes,
The Cowsills,
Peter and Kerry,
New York Dolls,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.