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 Austria and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes 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 X-Ray Spex to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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 Velvet Underground,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Avey Tare,
Chris Corsano,
DJ Style,
Eric Copeland,
Blake Baxter,
New Age Steppers,
Hardrive,
Minor Threat,
The Selecter,
Intrusion,
The Residents,
Barrington Levy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Brick,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Hashim,
Erykah Badu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kerri Chandler,
Shuggie Otis,
Tom Boy,
Mars,
Yaz,
Magazine,
Leonard Cohen,
Goldenarms,
World's Most,
Lou Christie,
Tommy Roe,
Dennis Brown,
Infiniti,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Doobie Brothers,
Interpol,
Qualms,
Sällskapet,
Lindisfarne,
Liliput,
PIL,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cecil Taylor,
Audionom,
The Techniques,
Livin' Joy,
the Fania All-Stars,
David Bowie,
The Cure,
Bob Dylan,
The United States of America,
Procol Harum,
L. Decosne,
Depeche Mode,
Harmonia,
Parry Music,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lightning Bolt,
Hasil Adkins,
Joe Finger,
Unwound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.