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 Japan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb 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 MC5 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Frankie Knuckles. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Alphaville,
Von Mondo,
the Human League,
Bill Near,
Arcadia,
Roxy Music,
Barclay James Harvest,
Adolescents,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bad Manners,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Al Stewart,
K-Klass,
The Fugs,
The Motions,
The Sonics,
One Last Wish,
CMW,
Albert Ayler,
Massinfluence,
Warsaw,
Black Pus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Harmonia,
Soft Cell,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Evens,
the Sonics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
June Days,
Oneida,
The Stooges,
KRS-One,
Suburban Knight,
Flash Fearless,
Shoche,
Boredoms,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Vogues,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mo-Dettes,
The Buckinghams,
Eve St. Jones,
Frankie Knuckles,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Grass Roots,
Flipper,
Idris Muhammad,
Talk Talk,
Terry Callier,
kango's stein massive,
Half Japanese,
The Fuzztones,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Franke,
The Gories,
Monolake,
Swell Maps,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.