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 Venezuela and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Men They Couldn't Hang to the dance 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
John Lydon,
Bobby Sherman,
Gang Gang Dance,
The New Christs,
Guru Guru,
John Holt,
T.S.O.L.,
Young Marble Giants,
Talk Talk,
Bill Near,
The Litter,
Harmonia,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Blake Baxter,
The Gladiators,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joyce Sims,
Ossler,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
the Germs,
The Fire Engines,
The Moleskins,
Main Source,
Deepchord,
Parry Music,
EPMD,
Gang of Four,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rotary Connection,
Brand Nubian,
The Fugs,
Unwound,
Alison Limerick,
the Swans,
Radiohead,
Rosa Yemen,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fela Kuti,
Symarip,
Oneida,
cv313,
Minutemen,
The Doobie Brothers,
In Retrospect,
Boogie Down Productions,
Supertramp,
Outsiders,
Depeche Mode,
The Fuzztones,
Half Japanese,
Neu!,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rufus Thomas,
Minny Pops,
Ludus,
Alphaville,
Agitation Free,
Pole,
Ohio Players,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.