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 Canada and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Deadbeat to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minor Threat,
In Retrospect,
Chris & Cosey,
John Cale,
Schoolly D,
The Young Rascals,
Rotary Connection,
ABC,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Toasters,
kango's stein massive,
Unrelated Segments,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Monochrome Set,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eli Mardock,
Matthew Bourne,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Intrusion,
Theoretical Girls,
Masters at Work,
Y Pants,
Easy Going,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Chrome,
Livin' Joy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gap Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Porter Ricks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Aural Exciters,
Ultimate Spinach,
Toni Rubio,
Hoover,
Gabor Szabo,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fall,
Ronan,
David Axelrod,
Wasted Youth,
Blossom Toes,
Television Personalities,
OOIOO,
Interpol,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Kinks,
Soulsonic Force,
Vladislav Delay,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Khruangbin,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bush Tetras,
Ultravox,
Avey Tare,
The Sound,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Procol Harum,
Gang Gang Dance,
The J.B.'s,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.