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 Uruguay and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
the Germs,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Neil Young,
Pere Ubu,
ABBA,
Lucky Dragons,
The Human League,
The Skatalites,
The Grass Roots,
Aloha Tigers,
Second Layer,
Hardrive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Young Marble Giants,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
New Age Steppers,
Blake Baxter,
The Buckinghams,
Sight & Sound,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
MC5,
Nik Kershaw,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Moon,
Hoover,
Delon & Dalcan,
Magma,
World's Most,
Half Japanese,
T. Rex,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Names,
Little Man,
Television,
Erasure,
The Monks,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crispian St. Peters,
Massinfluence,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Magazine,
Parry Music,
The Standells,
Scrapy,
FM Einheit,
Fear,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Public Enemy,
The Motions,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Arab on Radar,
Mars,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sex Pistols,
Yusef Lateef,
Ituana,
David McCallum,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Deadbeat,
The Mojo Men,
Brass Construction,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.