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 Syria and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the grunge 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Junior Murvin,
The Index,
Jesper Dahlback,
Yaz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Unrelated Segments,
The Durutti Column,
Robert Hood,
Young Marble Giants,
MC5,
Barrington Levy,
Dual Sessions,
Shoche,
the Slits,
Danielle Patucci,
Arthur Verocai,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Q and Not U,
the Association,
Joey Negro,
Peter & Gordon,
Sparks,
Crooked Eye,
Saccharine Trust,
Godley & Creme,
The Tremeloes,
Metal Thangz,
Bronski Beat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Cybotron,
Deepchord,
Yellowson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Oblivians,
Blancmange,
Thompson Twins,
Oneida,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Terrestrial Tones,
Heaven 17,
Lindisfarne,
The Barracudas,
Stetsasonic,
Amon Düül,
Chris & Cosey,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Leaves,
Liliput,
Minor Threat,
Davy DMX,
Urselle,
The Kinks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Patti Smith,
EPMD,
Main Source,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.