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 Egypt and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes 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 John Cale to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Henry Cow,
Anakelly,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Niagra,
Babytalk,
Interpol,
Joensuu 1685,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nas,
Roy Ayers,
Model 500,
Bill Near,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wolf Eyes,
Warsaw,
Janne Schatter,
The Smoke,
Pantytec,
Angry Samoans,
Mission of Burma,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Raincoats,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lower 48,
Barry Ungar,
Pussy Galore,
Peter & Gordon,
Cymande,
Oneida,
Electric Prunes,
Altered Images,
Gang Starr,
Flash Fearless,
Faust,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ice-T,
Rod Modell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sugar Minott,
Swans,
Slave,
Franke,
The Move,
Essential Logic,
The Cure,
Scion,
The J.B.'s,
Reagan Youth,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Stetsasonic,
Terry Callier,
June of 44,
Barrington Levy,
Rakim,
The New Christs,
Nick Fraelich,
Inner City,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.