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 Suriname and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Birthday Party to the disco 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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Barry Ungar,
Sun Ra,
Jacques Brel,
Grey Daturas,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ultravox,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter & Gordon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kerri Chandler,
The Walker Brothers,
A Certain Ratio,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Vogues,
Peter and Kerry,
Tropical Tobacco,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sugar Minott,
Model 500,
The Leaves,
Lou Christie,
The Saints,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Cramps,
EPMD,
The Birthday Party,
The Knickerbockers,
Harmonia,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Prince Buster,
Camouflage,
The Names,
Soft Machine,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Judy Mowatt,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jerry's Kids,
The Invisible,
Terry Callier,
Inner City,
The Moody Blues,
The Gap Band,
Supertramp,
Massinfluence,
The Cure,
Flipper,
Mandrill,
The Last Poets,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Zapp,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marvin Gaye,
Saccharine Trust,
Sam Rivers,
Buzzcocks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Shadows of Knight,
Khruangbin,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.