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 Ghana and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba 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 Steve Hackett to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Drive Like Jehu,
Easy Going,
Jacob Miller,
Roxy Music,
Minutemen,
Sonic Youth,
Althea and Donna,
Infiniti,
China Crisis,
Darondo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Pretty Things,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Metal Thangz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hoover,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Young Rascals,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dual Sessions,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Drexciya,
Shuggie Otis,
Theoretical Girls,
Alice Coltrane,
Archie Shepp,
Roxette,
Rotary Connection,
Hasil Adkins,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lightning Bolt,
Stereo Dub,
New York Dolls,
Agitation Free,
Alton Ellis,
Pagans,
Absolute Body Control,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
In Retrospect,
Steve Hackett,
Albert Ayler,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jeff Lynne,
Chris & Cosey,
The Litter,
Young Marble Giants,
DJ Sneak,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quantec,
The American Breed,
Parry Music,
The Angels of Light,
Ken Boothe,
Sun City Girls,
Oblivians,
Guru Guru,
Unwound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.