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 Djibouti and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ 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 The Standells to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Loose Ends,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Germs,
This Heat,
Intrusion,
Joe Finger,
Urselle,
Delta 5,
Jeff Lynne,
The Young Rascals,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Soft Cell,
Kas Product,
The Offenders,
Eli Mardock,
Flash Fearless,
Zapp,
Quando Quango,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kool Moe Dee,
Oneida,
Camberwell Now,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
LL Cool J,
Nils Olav,
Crime,
Q and Not U,
Joe Smooth,
Aaron Thompson,
The Real Kids,
the Slits,
Scientists,
Cybotron,
Monolake,
Bobby Sherman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Seeds,
Alton Ellis,
Mr. Review,
Iggy Pop,
The Martian,
Shuggie Otis,
The Toasters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
World's Most,
The Black Dice,
L. Decosne,
Joey Negro,
Television,
Sister Nancy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Desert Stars,
Soft Machine,
Subhumans,
Lakeside,
Connie Case,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Peter & Gordon,
Minnie Riperton,
The Selecter,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.