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 Thailand and from Columbus.
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 Edmonton and Stockholm.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Grey Daturas to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Faust,
June Days,
Whodini,
Rod Modell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Warren Ellis,
Eddi Front,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scott Walker,
Stereo Dub,
Dave Gahan,
Eric Copeland,
Absolute Body Control,
Youth Brigade,
The Invisible,
The Misunderstood,
Mad Mike,
Masters at Work,
Organ,
The Techniques,
Severed Heads,
Scrapy,
Roger Hodgson,
Franke,
Al Stewart,
Dennis Brown,
U.S. Maple,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Oblivians,
The Black Dice,
The Zeros,
Rapeman,
Alice Coltrane,
The Electric Prunes,
Buzzcocks,
Boz Scaggs,
Dual Sessions,
Roxette,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Young Marble Giants,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Residents,
The Martian,
Monks,
The Remains,
The Fuzztones,
Hoover,
Crash Course in Science,
Los Fastidios,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rotary Connection,
This Heat,
Lee Hazlewood,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Music Machine,
Colin Newman,
Kurtis Blow,
Ituana,
Joey Negro,
DJ Style,
Cheater Slicks,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.