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 Costa Rica and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The J.B.'s to the electroclash 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s 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 Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Black Dice,
Tom Boy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Fire Engines,
Sugar Minott,
Jawbox,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
X-102,
Dead Boys,
The Cowsills,
June Days,
Panda Bear,
Alphaville,
Letta Mbulu,
Smog,
Mission of Burma,
The Toasters,
The Slits,
KRS-One,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
These Immortal Souls,
the Normal,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
B.T. Express,
The Mojo Men,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Supertramp,
Index,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Robert Hood,
Zapp,
Eric Dolphy,
kango's stein massive,
Oblivians,
Pagans,
Masters at Work,
Black Sheep,
Skarface,
The Martian,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Brass Construction,
Television,
Junior Murvin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Happenings,
Gichy Dan,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Pus,
Sun Ra,
Marine Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
Oneida,
Judy Mowatt,
Infiniti,
Soul Sonic Force,
Aural Exciters,
Boredoms,
Soul II Soul,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.