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 Oman and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum 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 Jacques Brel to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Accadde A,
Hoover,
Lower 48,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bronski Beat,
Lakeside,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Names,
Kayak,
Audionom,
Mantronix,
The Beau Brummels,
The Divine Comedy,
Jandek,
Godley & Creme,
Sam Rivers,
The Offenders,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stetsasonic,
the Soft Cell,
Panda Bear,
Matthew Bourne,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Black Flag,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Swell Maps,
The Birthday Party,
Sun City Girls,
Con Funk Shun,
ABBA,
Roxette,
The Human League,
Amazonics,
Johnny Clarke,
Joy Division,
Babytalk,
Nik Kershaw,
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jerry's Kids,
Negative Approach,
Bill Near,
The Searchers,
The Blues Magoos,
Bang On A Can,
Scan 7,
Cybotron,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Knickerbockers,
Siglo XX,
Reagan Youth,
Skaos,
Althea and Donna,
The Wake,
Lightning Bolt,
Q and Not U,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.