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 Netherlands and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the punk 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hardrive,
Rites of Spring,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Flesh Eaters,
John Holt,
Eden Ahbez,
Camberwell Now,
Ken Boothe,
Heaven 17,
Lebanon Hanover,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soft Machine,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Surgeon,
Dawn Penn,
Dark Day,
Faraquet,
LL Cool J,
Gong,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Avey Tare,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fluxion,
Pole,
Lalann,
Tres Demented,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kayak,
The Black Dice,
Roxy Music,
The Wake,
Tomorrow,
The Fuzztones,
The Victims,
David McCallum,
Siglo XX,
DJ Style,
New Order,
Stetsasonic,
The Cowsills,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
CMW,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jesper Dahlback,
Swans,
Magma,
The Standells,
The Five Americans,
The Dirtbombs,
Sound Behaviour,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Birthday Party,
Motorama,
Delta 5,
Max Romeo,
The Modern Lovers,
PIL,
Goldenarms,
Half Japanese,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.