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 Micronesia and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Animal Collective to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities 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?
Kayak,
Eurythmics,
Schoolly D,
The Knickerbockers,
The Sound,
Sun Ra,
The Selecter,
Pantaleimon,
Matthew Halsall,
Gong,
Masters at Work,
The Slackers,
Lightning Bolt,
Al Stewart,
Young Marble Giants,
Andrew Hill,
Mars,
Fear,
Jeff Lynne,
X-101,
The United States of America,
The Searchers,
Camberwell Now,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Amon Düül II,
Max Romeo,
Nik Kershaw,
Janne Schatter,
The Count Five,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fluxion,
Hashim,
John Coltrane,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Deakin,
Man Eating Sloth,
Average White Band,
Mandrill,
Roger Hodgson,
Moby Grape,
Animal Collective,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Harmonia,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mr. Review,
Junior Murvin,
Ultravox,
Kaleidoscope,
Index,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Beau Brummels,
Flash Fearless,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sonic Youth,
The New Christs,
Urselle,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Gun Club,
Scratch Acid,
The Detroit Cobras,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Echospace,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.