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 Samoa and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb 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 Camberwell Now to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
The Buckinghams,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Gun Club,
Tubeway Army,
Graham Central Station,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Black Sheep,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Echospace,
Porter Ricks,
The Sound,
Country Teasers,
Junior Murvin,
Carl Craig,
Bauhaus,
Quantec,
The Grass Roots,
The United States of America,
Anakelly,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sixth Finger,
James White and The Blacks,
Wolf Eyes,
The Young Rascals,
Make Up,
Depeche Mode,
Nick Fraelich,
Funky Four + One,
Youth Brigade,
Blake Baxter,
Black Flag,
Freddie Wadling,
The Slackers,
Radiohead,
Minor Threat,
Young Marble Giants,
Loose Ends,
Niagra,
The Index,
Isaac Hayes,
Yaz,
Buzzcocks,
Gichy Dan,
Alice Coltrane,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sunsets and Hearts,
David Bowie,
John Holt,
K-Klass,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ronan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Television,
Althea and Donna,
Bang On A Can,
Excepter,
Nas,
The Remains,
Fatback Band,
Mission of Burma,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.