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 Gabon and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Morten Harket to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aloha Tigers,
Procol Harum,
The Searchers,
The Mojo Men,
The American Breed,
One Last Wish,
The Evens,
Public Image Ltd.,
The New Christs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Bananas,
Skriet,
Chris & Cosey,
Prince Buster,
Agitation Free,
Lucky Dragons,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ronan,
Bronski Beat,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Maleditus Sound,
John Cale,
Kayak,
Robert Wyatt,
UT,
Mary Jane Girls,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
John Foxx,
Porter Ricks,
The United States of America,
New York Dolls,
Joyce Sims,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Das Ding,
Magma,
Swell Maps,
Marc Almond,
Stiv Bators,
Cybotron,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joey Negro,
Underground Resistance,
Urselle,
The Saints,
Scrapy,
X-102,
The Tremeloes,
Monks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Godley & Creme,
The Alarm Clocks,
Althea and Donna,
Davy DMX,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Drexciya,
Piero Umiliani,
Radio Birdman,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.