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 Marshall Islands and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Vainqueur to the crunk 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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Age Steppers,
Severed Heads,
Crispy Ambulance,
Das Ding,
The Raincoats,
D'Angelo,
Scott Walker,
Sight & Sound,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lebanon Hanover,
Thompson Twins,
The Moleskins,
Moss Icon,
Piero Umiliani,
Malaria!,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aural Exciters,
Graham Central Station,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Selecter,
Deadbeat,
CMW,
Mars,
Altered Images,
Swell Maps,
Bill Near,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mandrill,
The Moody Blues,
The Shadows of Knight,
Derrick Morgan,
The Birthday Party,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joensuu 1685,
Skriet,
Jandek,
Alphaville,
The Dead C,
Crooked Eye,
Peter & Gordon,
Toni Rubio,
Black Sheep,
Royal Trux,
Mantronix,
Pharoah Sanders,
Harmonia,
The Dave Clark Five,
Basic Channel,
Scrapy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Hoover,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
R.M.O.,
Ice-T,
Lee Hazlewood,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.