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 Mozambique and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gregory Isaacs to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Qualms. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Sixth Finger,
The Leaves,
Roger Hodgson,
Whodini,
the Association,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Althea and Donna,
Sällskapet,
Marvin Gaye,
Dave Gahan,
Radio Birdman,
Quando Quango,
a-ha,
Hot Snakes,
The Red Krayola,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Delon & Dalcan,
The American Breed,
Hardrive,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kenny Larkin,
Kevin Saunderson,
China Crisis,
Panda Bear,
Gong,
Sugar Minott,
Crispy Ambulance,
D'Angelo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Smoke,
Magazine,
This Heat,
The Standells,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Davy DMX,
Neil Young,
Rotary Connection,
Prince Buster,
Harry Pussy,
Magma,
Surgeon,
Q and Not U,
The Fortunes,
The Moleskins,
K-Klass,
Sarah Menescal,
The Residents,
Tubeway Army,
UT,
Outsiders,
Tommy Roe,
The Mummies,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Model 500,
Negative Approach,
Dawn Penn,
The Associates,
Theoretical Girls,
The Slackers,
Joy Division,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.