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 Benin and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Al Stewart to the funk 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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 Invisible,
Country Teasers,
Grey Daturas,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eric Copeland,
Joey Negro,
the Sonics,
The Cure,
Black Moon,
Moebius,
Audionom,
The United States of America,
Tommy Roe,
World's Most,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cymande,
Quando Quango,
Scion,
the Germs,
Au Pairs,
Neu!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vainqueur,
Franke,
Deepchord,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Susan Cadogan,
Public Enemy,
Supertramp,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Birthday Party,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Last Poets,
Skriet,
The J.B.'s,
Young Marble Giants,
Todd Terry,
Rufus Thomas,
The Fire Engines,
The Doors,
Neil Young,
The Blues Magoos,
E-Dancer,
Harmonia,
Underground Resistance,
B.T. Express,
Andrew Hill,
Connie Case,
Pulsallama,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bill Near,
EPMD,
Procol Harum,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Warren Ellis,
Zero Boys,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.