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 New Zealand and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes 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 Gories to the crunk 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rekid,
Roxy Music,
The Pretty Things,
Unwound,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Josef K,
Mandrill,
D'Angelo,
Supertramp,
China Crisis,
Maurizio,
Magma,
The Star Department,
The Skatalites,
Subhumans,
Arthur Verocai,
A Certain Ratio,
Reuben Wilson,
Soft Cell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Standells,
Fear,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Michelle Simonal,
The Fall,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ten City,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Patti Smith,
Quadrant,
Kevin Saunderson,
Stiv Bators,
Underground Resistance,
Rhythm & Sound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Young Marble Giants,
Siglo XX,
ABC,
Sun City Girls,
Rufus Thomas,
Lucky Dragons,
The Slits,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kool Moe Dee,
L. Decosne,
The Smoke,
Wings,
Moss Icon,
Dawn Penn,
Talk Talk,
Brick,
World's Most,
Procol Harum,
Skarface,
Juan Atkins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Essential Logic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Duran Duran,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.