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 Mauritius and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 the Normal to the dance 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
John Foxx,
Soft Machine,
Deakin,
Camouflage,
Joy Division,
Hot Snakes,
AZ,
D'Angelo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Divine Comedy,
Glenn Branca,
Joyce Sims,
Skarface,
Marine Girls,
Fear,
The Associates,
The Toasters,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Hashim,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Near,
Zero Boys,
Barry Ungar,
Pet Shop Boys,
Avey Tare,
Eurythmics,
Marshall Jefferson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Unrelated Segments,
Frankie Knuckles,
Andrew Hill,
Shuggie Otis,
Nik Kershaw,
Michelle Simonal,
Camberwell Now,
Crooked Eye,
Jandek,
Crime,
Barclay James Harvest,
Amon Düül II,
Ice-T,
Bill Wells,
The Offenders,
World's Most,
Nas,
Lungfish,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thompson Twins,
The Busters,
DNA,
Gregory Isaacs,
Josef K,
Qualms,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dorothy Ashby,
Q65,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.