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 Korea South and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sonics to the grunge 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
X-102,
Lindisfarne,
Dual Sessions,
Zero Boys,
Tears for Fears,
Black Sheep,
Amon Düül II,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ultravox,
Con Funk Shun,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Doors,
Brass Construction,
Steve Hackett,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Divine Comedy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pere Ubu,
The Selecter,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Banda Bassotti,
ABBA,
Skaos,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gang Green,
The Associates,
Talk Talk,
Ornette Coleman,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Faust,
Absolute Body Control,
Ludus,
Jawbox,
The Raincoats,
The Skatalites,
Letta Mbulu,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Juan Atkins,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Litter,
Sight & Sound,
Buzzcocks,
Derrick Morgan,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Roxette,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Don Cherry,
Maurizio,
Duran Duran,
Lalo Schifrin,
Yazoo,
Donny Hathaway,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pole,
Rites of Spring,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.