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 Ghana and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare 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 Scion to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All The Men They Couldn't Hang tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
FM Einheit,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Don Cherry,
Jeff Mills,
Eddi Front,
Iggy Pop,
Swell Maps,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Busters,
Intrusion,
Maurizio,
The Velvet Underground,
Mission of Burma,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Sound,
Country Teasers,
Moebius,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gong,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Barclay James Harvest,
Los Fastidios,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Skriet,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Sherman,
Mantronix,
Moss Icon,
JFA,
The Five Americans,
Sixth Finger,
Quantec,
Shoche,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Howard Jones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Amon Düül,
The Evens,
Faust,
Bauhaus,
Mandrill,
The Happenings,
Rosa Yemen,
Tres Demented,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Dave Clark Five,
John Holt,
Deepchord,
Stockholm Monsters,
Radio Birdman,
Roxy Music,
David McCallum,
Barry Ungar,
The Real Kids,
Inner City,
the Swans,
Radiohead,
Steve Hackett,
Au Pairs,
June Days,
Ossler,
Swans,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.