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 Swaziland and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Drive Like Jehu to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar 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 mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
10cc,
Ponytail,
Nils Olav,
Jawbox,
Ultimate Spinach,
Morten Harket,
Kayak,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Dual Sessions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Wake,
The Knickerbockers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Beasts of Bourbon,
FM Einheit,
Q65,
Maurizio,
The Move,
Radiopuhelimet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Glenn Branca,
Negative Approach,
Joyce Sims,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Excepter,
Banda Bassotti,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dennis Brown,
Chrome,
Faraquet,
Whodini,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lightning Bolt,
Infiniti,
B.T. Express,
48th St. Collective,
X-102,
Roxy Music,
Lower 48,
Severed Heads,
Popol Vuh,
Arab on Radar,
Bronski Beat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Anakelly,
The Residents,
Mission of Burma,
The Martian,
Lakeside,
John Coltrane,
Ten City,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Agent Orange,
The Skatalites,
Albert Ayler,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.