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 Netherlands and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro 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 Ohio Players to the funk 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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
a-ha,
the Human League,
Basic Channel,
The Cowsills,
Alphaville,
Delon & Dalcan,
Arcadia,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tim Buckley,
The Mummies,
Peter & Gordon,
Johnny Osbourne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Modern Lovers,
Outsiders,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ronan,
Boredoms,
Tommy Roe,
Rapeman,
Absolute Body Control,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Metal Thangz,
The Techniques,
Sound Behaviour,
Amazonics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Television,
Procol Harum,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Suicide,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Erykah Badu,
Yellowson,
World's Most,
Duran Duran,
Al Stewart,
The Knickerbockers,
Soft Cell,
FM Einheit,
Judy Mowatt,
The Gladiators,
Erasure,
Drive Like Jehu,
Derrick May,
The Cosmic Jokers,
AZ,
MDC,
Scratch Acid,
T.S.O.L.,
Television Personalities,
Qualms,
Nico,
This Heat,
Todd Rundgren,
The Standells,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sparks,
Wasted Youth,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.