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 Oman and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Remains 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Glenn Branca,
Kas Product,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rod Modell,
Jacob Miller,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bizarre Inc.,
Electric Prunes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Minutemen,
Peter and Kerry,
Barry Ungar,
Pagans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Misunderstood,
Con Funk Shun,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DJ Sneak,
Darondo,
Soulsonic Force,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Fortunes,
Ultravox,
Rosa Yemen,
Spandau Ballet,
Groovy Waters,
Fugazi,
10cc,
The Trojans,
ABBA,
Tears for Fears,
Funky Four + One,
Marc Almond,
The Evens,
Angry Samoans,
Hardrive,
H. Thieme,
Fear,
Hot Snakes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Banda Bassotti,
OOIOO,
The Slackers,
The Cowsills,
Skarface,
The Blues Magoos,
Amon Düül II,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Easy Going,
Brothers Johnson,
Warsaw,
Ten City,
In Retrospect,
The Motions,
The Angels of Light,
Al Stewart,
Drexciya,
Ohio Players,
Vladislav Delay,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.