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 Mauritius and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 clarinet 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Kaleidoscope,
Bob Dylan,
Shuggie Otis,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Happenings,
Loose Ends,
Faust,
Harpers Bizarre,
Freddie Wadling,
Fugazi,
Gang of Four,
Bootsy Collins,
Echospace,
Mo-Dettes,
Pole,
The Gun Club,
Cecil Taylor,
the Fania All-Stars,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DNA,
X-101,
Gabor Szabo,
Moby Grape,
Warsaw,
Mission of Burma,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pantytec,
The Index,
The Shadows of Knight,
Prince Buster,
Bang On A Can,
The Offenders,
David McCallum,
Alton Ellis,
The Grass Roots,
cv313,
Pantaleimon,
the Swans,
Heaven 17,
Khruangbin,
Nas,
Sandy B,
Nico,
Al Stewart,
Gang Green,
Terrestrial Tones,
Barry Ungar,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tomorrow,
Cheater Slicks,
The Wake,
Suburban Knight,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ornette Coleman,
The Martian,
Wire,
The Slits,
Fad Gadget,
ABC,
Godley & Creme,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.