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 Montenegro and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 sitar 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 Delon & Dalcan to the electroclash 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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scan 7,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
KRS-One,
Aloha Tigers,
The Victims,
Groovy Waters,
Bang On A Can,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ornette Coleman,
Jeff Mills,
Ultra Naté,
Stiv Bators,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pere Ubu,
Gang of Four,
June of 44,
Q and Not U,
Outsiders,
the Slits,
ABBA,
Ten City,
The Slits,
Fluxion,
Index,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bush Tetras,
These Immortal Souls,
T.S.O.L.,
The Monks,
Country Teasers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
E-Dancer,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scion,
DJ Style,
Anthony Braxton,
Easy Going,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Amon Düül,
Yusef Lateef,
Rosa Yemen,
Hasil Adkins,
Sandy B,
Radio Birdman,
L. Decosne,
Marshall Jefferson,
Surgeon,
LL Cool J,
Camberwell Now,
The Residents,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Music Machine,
The Leaves,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.