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 Qatar and from New York.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 Fear to the rap 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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
The Dead C,
Flipper,
Pantaleimon,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Fall,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deepchord,
Chrome,
Joensuu 1685,
Iggy Pop,
Brick,
Absolute Body Control,
Janne Schatter,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
48th St. Collective,
B.T. Express,
the Soft Cell,
Robert Hood,
Johnny Osbourne,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soul Sonic Force,
10cc,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fad Gadget,
The Fuzztones,
The Divine Comedy,
the Fania All-Stars,
Arthur Verocai,
Wasted Youth,
Marmalade,
Au Pairs,
Kenny Larkin,
Robert Wyatt,
Tubeway Army,
The Sound,
Hoover,
Q65,
Basic Channel,
The Slackers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lucky Dragons,
Delta 5,
Average White Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Roy Ayers,
Magma,
June of 44,
The Cure,
D'Angelo,
Alton Ellis,
EPMD,
The Human League,
Joe Smooth,
Blancmange,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scratch Acid,
Ralphi Rosario,
Stockholm Monsters,
Saccharine Trust,
Fela Kuti,
The Modern Lovers,
Sex Pistols,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.