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 Zambia and from Mexico City.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 New York Dolls to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Crispian St. Peters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Cheater Slicks,
Essential Logic,
Michelle Simonal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Arthur Verocai,
Dual Sessions,
The Offenders,
Zero Boys,
Gerry Rafferty,
X-101,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Victims,
Tears for Fears,
Tommy Roe,
Prince Buster,
Half Japanese,
Index,
AZ,
Al Stewart,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Susan Cadogan,
Eddi Front,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Little Man,
Ultravox,
Sun City Girls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Vainqueur,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Motorama,
Vladislav Delay,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Seeds,
The Gap Band,
Chrome,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Erasure,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Skatalites,
Blancmange,
Zapp,
Echospace,
The Gladiators,
The Gun Club,
Faust,
Suburban Knight,
The Index,
Wasted Youth,
Juan Atkins,
China Crisis,
Tropical Tobacco,
Archie Shepp,
Massinfluence,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.