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 Namibia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 grunge 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Pagans,
Icehouse,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Doobie Brothers,
Crime,
Q and Not U,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Janne Schatter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Vogues,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Fortunes,
Marc Almond,
Gregory Isaacs,
Avey Tare,
Michelle Simonal,
Mandrill,
Bauhaus,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Mighty Diamonds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The American Breed,
Chris Corsano,
Peter & Gordon,
The Pop Group,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Main Source,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Oblivians,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Shoche,
The Blackbyrds,
Hardrive,
MDC,
Inner City,
Whodini,
The Evens,
Angry Samoans,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ken Boothe,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lebanon Hanover,
David Bowie,
The Martian,
World's Most,
The Barracudas,
Neil Young,
Supertramp,
Nas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Monks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sam Rivers,
Index,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.