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 Cambodia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 harpsichord 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 ABBA to the electroclash 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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Duran Duran,
Moss Icon,
Althea and Donna,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Litter,
Pantytec,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aural Exciters,
Nik Kershaw,
Surgeon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Faraquet,
Theoretical Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Al Stewart,
Max Romeo,
Lungfish,
Albert Ayler,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pulsallama,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Quando Quango,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Moon,
Soul II Soul,
Hashim,
Prince Buster,
Lucky Dragons,
the Association,
Ossler,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sister Nancy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Happenings,
Cecil Taylor,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Normal,
Johnny Clarke,
ABBA,
Roxette,
Charles Mingus,
Carl Craig,
Chrome,
Panda Bear,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Busters,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Flash Fearless,
Bad Manners,
David McCallum,
Agent Orange,
Colin Newman,
Marine Girls,
The American Breed,
Susan Cadogan,
Boredoms,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.