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 Malta and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar 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 Marc Almond to the rock 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Hasil Adkins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
June of 44,
The Toasters,
Gang Starr,
Television Personalities,
Slick Rick,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lungfish,
Bush Tetras,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pole,
Cal Tjader,
Depeche Mode,
Steve Hackett,
Ten City,
Archie Shepp,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marvin Gaye,
Boredoms,
Circle Jerks,
The Move,
the Slits,
Newcleus,
Second Layer,
Black Flag,
The Moody Blues,
X-102,
Banda Bassotti,
Ultravox,
Mad Mike,
Anthony Braxton,
Sugar Minott,
The New Christs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fear,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Skriet,
Alice Coltrane,
Erasure,
Soulsonic Force,
The Standells,
Eddi Front,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Babytalk,
Crime,
Skarface,
Nils Olav,
Moebius,
Essential Logic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Erykah Badu,
The Evens,
Black Bananas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sandy B,
DNA,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.