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 Laos and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Sarah Menescal to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sonic Youth,
Index,
The Pretty Things,
Janne Schatter,
The Moody Blues,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Music Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
A Certain Ratio,
The Angels of Light,
Howard Jones,
Brand Nubian,
Idris Muhammad,
Dave Gahan,
The Seeds,
FM Einheit,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
New Order,
The Standells,
Marc Almond,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Grauzone,
Nils Olav,
Sixth Finger,
The Zeros,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Byron Stingily,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gories,
The Techniques,
One Last Wish,
D'Angelo,
The Busters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sister Nancy,
Lalann,
Aural Exciters,
Scott Walker,
The Tremeloes,
Saccharine Trust,
Eric B and Rakim,
Underground Resistance,
The Associates,
Buzzcocks,
Unrelated Segments,
Sun City Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Trumans Water,
The Real Kids,
Skriet,
the Germs,
The Barracudas,
The Remains,
Hasil Adkins,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.