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 Guatemala and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin 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 Ossler to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
The Happenings,
Brass Construction,
The Trojans,
Siglo XX,
Icehouse,
Marvin Gaye,
Underground Resistance,
Soul II Soul,
Hoover,
Crooked Eye,
Leonard Cohen,
Newcleus,
Grey Daturas,
Young Marble Giants,
Minor Threat,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Blancmange,
Fear,
Bobby Sherman,
Spandau Ballet,
Kool Moe Dee,
Todd Terry,
Maurizio,
Heaven 17,
Bootsy Collins,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Moody Blues,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Zeros,
The Invisible,
Kenny Larkin,
Khruangbin,
Michelle Simonal,
Freddie Wadling,
Duran Duran,
Kas Product,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Television Personalities,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oblivians,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gabor Szabo,
The Red Krayola,
The Toasters,
Smog,
Scott Walker,
T.S.O.L.,
Model 500,
James White and The Blacks,
The Knickerbockers,
The Mummies,
The Motions,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Quando Quango,
The Selecter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Blossom Toes,
Clear Light,
Half Japanese,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.