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 Georgia and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 organ 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 The Stooges to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Monks,
The Victims,
Pagans,
Second Layer,
June of 44,
Thee Headcoats,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rekid,
The Motions,
The Raincoats,
Pylon,
Procol Harum,
The Count Five,
Dennis Brown,
These Immortal Souls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joy Division,
Royal Trux,
Sandy B,
Soft Machine,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Radio Birdman,
Grey Daturas,
The Golliwogs,
The Vogues,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Hasil Adkins,
Flash Fearless,
Porter Ricks,
Peter & Gordon,
Bluetip,
Crash Course in Science,
Harpers Bizarre,
Donny Hathaway,
The Selecter,
Robert Wyatt,
Roy Ayers,
X-102,
cv313,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Desert Stars,
AZ,
Eric Dolphy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Pretty Things,
Q65,
Average White Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Monolake,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Soft Cell,
Tres Demented,
Todd Rundgren,
Sonic Youth,
Swell Maps,
Donald Byrd,
A Certain Ratio,
Deadbeat,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.