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 Togo and from Woodstock.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Archie Shepp to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
The Fall,
The Red Krayola,
Zero Boys,
Graham Central Station,
The Gories,
The Leaves,
Gichy Dan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joe Smooth,
The Slackers,
Tim Buckley,
The Misunderstood,
Sun City Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
T.S.O.L.,
Wally Richardson,
Marc Almond,
Erasure,
The Litter,
Q and Not U,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jandek,
Section 25,
The Angels of Light,
LL Cool J,
X-Ray Spex,
Make Up,
Henry Cow,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Morten Harket,
Dave Gahan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Shuggie Otis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pantaleimon,
Interpol,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Thompson Twins,
Zapp,
Monolake,
The Five Americans,
Donald Byrd,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Funkadelic,
Rosa Yemen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Alice Coltrane,
Bauhaus,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Negative Approach,
Parry Music,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Quando Quango,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lakeside,
Chrome,
Half Japanese,
CMW,
The Black Dice,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.