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 Cambodia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare 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 The Cramps to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Neil Young,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Selecter,
Eden Ahbez,
Patti Smith,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Qualms,
Accadde A,
Kevin Saunderson,
Minutemen,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Mummies,
Hasil Adkins,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pantytec,
The Cramps,
Sound Behaviour,
Funkadelic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Slave,
Man Eating Sloth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Cale,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Motions,
Essential Logic,
PIL,
Ornette Coleman,
The Sound,
The Litter,
Metal Thangz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Girls At Our Best!,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pulsallama,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Busters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lucky Dragons,
Janne Schatter,
Josef K,
Main Source,
Bobby Byrd,
Hot Snakes,
Tomorrow,
Lebanon Hanover,
Roger Hodgson,
The Saints,
OOIOO,
The Tremeloes,
Deakin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy Collins,
Inner City,
Pantaleimon,
Grauzone,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.