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 Laos and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cosmic Jokers to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Audionom,
Monks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Delta 5,
Kenny Larkin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ice-T,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fluxion,
The Leaves,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Johnny Osbourne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Black Moon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
JFA,
Ultimate Spinach,
Easy Going,
Gang Green,
Liliput,
Barbara Tucker,
FM Einheit,
Nick Fraelich,
The United States of America,
Maurizio,
Brothers Johnson,
The Techniques,
Radiohead,
Scan 7,
The Neon Judgement,
La Düsseldorf,
Ituana,
The New Christs,
Kurtis Blow,
The Last Poets,
The Fortunes,
Toni Rubio,
the Germs,
The Young Rascals,
Aural Exciters,
Gabor Szabo,
Dead Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pagans,
Faraquet,
Warsaw,
Spandau Ballet,
Livin' Joy,
Oneida,
The Slits,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ronan,
The Zeros,
Loose Ends,
Minny Pops,
Neil Young,
Lower 48,
Harry Pussy,
Underground Resistance,
The Dave Clark Five,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.