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 Nauru and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Tres Demented to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Scrapy,
Alison Limerick,
The Gories,
Schoolly D,
The Neon Judgement,
The Vogues,
Negative Approach,
Spoonie Gee,
Johnny Osbourne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Hoover,
Interpol,
Swans,
AZ,
Donald Byrd,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Swell Maps,
Bob Dylan,
Bootsy Collins,
The Mojo Men,
The Searchers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Al Stewart,
A Certain Ratio,
John Cale,
The Remains,
Radiopuhelimet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Visage,
The Birthday Party,
Fluxion,
Derrick May,
Basic Channel,
The Fugs,
New Order,
Roxy Music,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Section 25,
The Techniques,
Agitation Free,
PIL,
Neil Young,
Carl Craig,
The Names,
Warsaw,
Second Layer,
Davy DMX,
Camouflage,
Inner City,
Grandmaster Flash,
JFA,
David Axelrod,
MC5,
Toni Rubio,
Ituana,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang of Four,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.