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 Sweden and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 T.S.O.L. to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Lebanon Hanover,
Robert Görl,
The Techniques,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mantronix,
Grey Daturas,
Mary Jane Girls,
Flash Fearless,
Saccharine Trust,
Easy Going,
The Detroit Cobras,
Surgeon,
Electric Prunes,
Section 25,
Magazine,
Alice Coltrane,
Quadrant,
Black Pus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marvin Gaye,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eli Mardock,
T. Rex,
The Last Poets,
Angry Samoans,
New York Dolls,
Soul II Soul,
Parry Music,
Ornette Coleman,
Cymande,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marine Girls,
Harmonia,
Fugazi,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Searchers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rapeman,
Sällskapet,
The Misunderstood,
In Retrospect,
Arcadia,
Von Mondo,
Can,
The Velvet Underground,
Lindisfarne,
The Standells,
Todd Terry,
Pagans,
Lalann,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jacob Miller,
Black Bananas,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Yusef Lateef,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.