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 Swaziland and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba 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 Icehouse to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a guitar 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 theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Fugazi,
The United States of America,
Pulsallama,
The Human League,
Ralphi Rosario,
Negative Approach,
Arab on Radar,
Sam Rivers,
Fatback Band,
Brand Nubian,
The Flesh Eaters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Bar-Kays,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Amazonics,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
A Certain Ratio,
Barclay James Harvest,
Outsiders,
Joy Division,
This Heat,
Surgeon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Electric Prunes,
Rotary Connection,
The Associates,
DNA,
Ronnie Foster,
Skriet,
Lightning Bolt,
Yaz,
Warren Ellis,
Jeru the Damaja,
Johnny Osbourne,
Carl Craig,
Gabor Szabo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Deakin,
Marine Girls,
Animal Collective,
Warsaw,
Terrestrial Tones,
E-Dancer,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Busters,
The Dirtbombs,
Tears for Fears,
Curtis Mayfield,
The New Christs,
H. Thieme,
Yazoo,
Funky Four + One,
Letta Mbulu,
The Seeds,
Khruangbin,
Sarah Menescal,
Joe Smooth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Model 500,
Pylon,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.