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 Argentina and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Yaz to the electroclash 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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
The Toasters,
Crooked Eye,
The Beau Brummels,
Flamin' Groovies,
Wolf Eyes,
One Last Wish,
The Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
Kas Product,
Scion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Banda Bassotti,
10cc,
David McCallum,
48th St. Collective,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scan 7,
The Electric Prunes,
Symarip,
Panda Bear,
Gabor Szabo,
Minny Pops,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Swell Maps,
Eve St. Jones,
Quantec,
Bill Wells,
Babytalk,
Sarah Menescal,
Subhumans,
Vainqueur,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marvin Gaye,
The Index,
Nils Olav,
Urselle,
Tommy Roe,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Infiniti,
KRS-One,
Ronan,
PIL,
Intrusion,
Warren Ellis,
Mary Jane Girls,
Main Source,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
This Heat,
Silicon Teens,
E-Dancer,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Trojans,
Minnie Riperton,
The Walker Brothers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Slits,
Soulsonic Force,
The Happenings,
Patti Smith,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.