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 Korea South and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Technova to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Siglo XX,
The New Christs,
Faraquet,
Ultravox,
Cal Tjader,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Thee Headcoats,
Franke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Flag,
Clear Light,
Dead Boys,
Grauzone,
Deadbeat,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aswad,
Flamin' Groovies,
La Düsseldorf,
The Monochrome Set,
Organ,
Mr. Review,
Swell Maps,
Sight & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mission of Burma,
The Trojans,
Lindisfarne,
Sparks,
Technova,
F. McDonald,
Byron Stingily,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scan 7,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gladiators,
Isaac Hayes,
Bronski Beat,
ABC,
Eric Copeland,
Fat Boys,
The Cramps,
Skaos,
DJ Style,
AZ,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultra Naté,
Audionom,
Eurythmics,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lower 48,
Slave,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Charles Mingus,
Supertramp,
Gong,
Johnny Clarke,
Nation of Ulysses,
Juan Atkins,
Youth Brigade,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.