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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Toronto and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator 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 linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Nas,
Infiniti,
Ten City,
Bauhaus,
the Soft Cell,
Essential Logic,
David Axelrod,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Tim Buckley,
Gerry Rafferty,
Excepter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scientists,
The Walker Brothers,
Pylon,
the Germs,
Rufus Thomas,
Make Up,
Glambeats Corp.,
Yaz,
Crooked Eye,
Schoolly D,
10cc,
the Human League,
Easy Going,
John Cale,
Traffic Nightmare,
Deakin,
Skaos,
Dual Sessions,
Royal Trux,
Cybotron,
Radiohead,
Unwound,
Mandrill,
Sparks,
Alphaville,
Vainqueur,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moebius,
The Stooges,
The Litter,
Grandmaster Flash,
One Last Wish,
Donny Hathaway,
James White and The Blacks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Yazoo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fat Boys,
Bad Manners,
Matthew Bourne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eric B and Rakim,
Minny Pops,
Suburban Knight,
JFA,
Shoche,
Gong,
Patti Smith,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.