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 Niger and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rapeman to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
June Days,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Roy Ayers,
Letta Mbulu,
Howard Jones,
Ossler,
Pet Shop Boys,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Cramps,
Ludus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Moody Blues,
The Index,
Simply Red,
World's Most,
10cc,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Monochrome Set,
Joey Negro,
Grandmaster Flash,
Grauzone,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Silicon Teens,
The United States of America,
U.S. Maple,
Thompson Twins,
Barrington Levy,
Electric Prunes,
The Selecter,
Warsaw,
Isaac Hayes,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Electric Prunes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Theoretical Girls,
Johnny Clarke,
John Holt,
The Human League,
Negative Approach,
Mary Jane Girls,
Steve Hackett,
Angry Samoans,
Half Japanese,
Mission of Burma,
Scrapy,
Mark Hollis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Model 500,
Todd Rundgren,
Cecil Taylor,
The Raincoats,
CMW,
Jacob Miller,
Tommy Roe,
the Germs,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Buckinghams,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.