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 Laos and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Holger Czukay 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 Easy Going to the techno 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tim Buckley,
Adolescents,
Kaleidoscope,
The Sound,
Gichy Dan,
Alton Ellis,
Essential Logic,
K-Klass,
The Saints,
Lou Reed,
Nik Kershaw,
Funkadelic,
the Sonics,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stetsasonic,
Desert Stars,
PIL,
Mandrill,
David McCallum,
Liliput,
Godley & Creme,
The Seeds,
The Associates,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Minny Pops,
Supertramp,
June of 44,
The Young Rascals,
Silicon Teens,
Ten City,
Gil Scott Heron,
ABC,
Pussy Galore,
Ice-T,
the Bar-Kays,
Quadrant,
The Cramps,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Vainqueur,
Ponytail,
Q and Not U,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mark Hollis,
Morten Harket,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fatback Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camouflage,
Girls At Our Best!,
Los Fastidios,
Aaron Thompson,
Lightning Bolt,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Germs,
Joyce Sims,
Cheater Slicks,
Monks,
Lou Christie,
Eyeless In Gaza,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.