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 Germany and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Guru Guru to the rock 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Thompson Twins,
Quadrant,
Funky Four + One,
Bush Tetras,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Little Man,
Fela Kuti,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Infiniti,
The Beau Brummels,
ABBA,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sisters of Mercy,
LL Cool J,
Kaleidoscope,
Jimmy McGriff,
Japan,
Rapeman,
Essential Logic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Grandmaster Flash,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Last Poets,
Average White Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
DNA,
Chris Corsano,
Gang Gang Dance,
Iggy Pop,
Main Source,
The Seeds,
Agitation Free,
Ultimate Spinach,
Skriet,
The Gladiators,
Wings,
Half Japanese,
The Tremeloes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Alice Coltrane,
Junior Murvin,
Eric Dolphy,
Magma,
Sarah Menescal,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fugs,
Eric Copeland,
Cecil Taylor,
John Coltrane,
Agent Orange,
Aaron Thompson,
Lakeside,
Magazine,
Suburban Knight,
The Cure,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
kango's stein massive,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.