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 Iceland and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Halifax and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes 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 Warsaw to the rock 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Das Ding,
Erykah Badu,
Suburban Knight,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Barry Ungar,
Robert Görl,
E-Dancer,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Yazoo,
Scion,
Andrew Hill,
Iggy Pop,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lungfish,
Schoolly D,
Au Pairs,
The Fall,
Franke,
Ultra Naté,
Eden Ahbez,
The Birthday Party,
Bluetip,
Dead Boys,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Knickerbockers,
Popol Vuh,
The Motions,
Magma,
Lyres,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Steve Hackett,
B.T. Express,
Patti Smith,
The United States of America,
The Techniques,
MDC,
Grey Daturas,
Fad Gadget,
Urselle,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Essential Logic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camouflage,
Tom Boy,
Soulsonic Force,
X-102,
Archie Shepp,
Jeru the Damaja,
James White and The Blacks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Model 500,
Wasted Youth,
Tomorrow,
Bill Near,
the Human League,
Los Fastidios,
In Retrospect,
The Victims,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wolf Eyes,
Half Japanese,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.