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 Liberia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba 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 John Foxx to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Birthday Party record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
The Misunderstood,
Lyres,
Tubeway Army,
Bizarre Inc.,
Thompson Twins,
Depeche Mode,
Loose Ends,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
AZ,
Nils Olav,
Bob Dylan,
Agitation Free,
The Stooges,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Essential Logic,
Delta 5,
Janne Schatter,
Silicon Teens,
Royal Trux,
The Index,
Michelle Simonal,
the Swans,
Alton Ellis,
Public Enemy,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Grass Roots,
Camouflage,
OOIOO,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tomorrow,
Radiopuhelimet,
These Immortal Souls,
Swell Maps,
The Cramps,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grauzone,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dead Boys,
Alice Coltrane,
ABC,
LL Cool J,
DJ Style,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sandy B,
Neu!,
Subhumans,
The Buckinghams,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Cale,
Sun Ra,
Groovy Waters,
Rotary Connection,
Yellowson,
Pagans,
The Cure,
Massinfluence,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Selecter,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.