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 Albania and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Aswad to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Laurel Aitken,
Roxy Music,
Nation of Ulysses,
Juan Atkins,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rotary Connection,
Monolake,
ABBA,
Jeff Mills,
Tres Demented,
Freddie Wadling,
Thee Headcoats,
Scan 7,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tears for Fears,
Skarface,
Joe Smooth,
Main Source,
Icehouse,
Silicon Teens,
The Motions,
Tim Buckley,
Wolf Eyes,
The Mojo Men,
Iggy Pop,
Alison Limerick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kenny Larkin,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marvin Gaye,
Section 25,
Morten Harket,
Stockholm Monsters,
Thompson Twins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Simply Red,
Aswad,
Nils Olav,
Boz Scaggs,
PIL,
The Fortunes,
Agitation Free,
Motorama,
Khruangbin,
Skaos,
Easy Going,
The Velvet Underground,
Ornette Coleman,
Magma,
Johnny Clarke,
Interpol,
Liliput,
Suicide,
Skriet,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ossler,
Bootsy Collins,
June Days,
Pantaleimon,
Inner City, Inner City, Inner City, Inner City.
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.