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 Malta and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tomorrow to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol 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?
Terry Callier,
Massinfluence,
Banda Bassotti,
Patti Smith,
The Gladiators,
Lower 48,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lungfish,
Letta Mbulu,
Electric Light Orchestra,
UT,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lightning Bolt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
A Certain Ratio,
Can,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Holt,
Monolake,
The Selecter,
Hashim,
The Sound,
Roger Hodgson,
Arab on Radar,
Gong,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
E-Dancer,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Todd Rundgren,
The J.B.'s,
Essential Logic,
Ohio Players,
Accadde A,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Saints,
Urselle,
The Pop Group,
Drexciya,
Niagra,
Bush Tetras,
Nas,
Morten Harket,
The Vogues,
Wire,
Ultra Naté,
Gichy Dan,
David Axelrod,
T.S.O.L.,
Fela Kuti,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Main Source,
The Golliwogs,
Fugazi,
Nirvana,
Chrome,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Wasted Youth,
Con Funk Shun,
Sister Nancy,
Japan,
Scan 7,
Kevin Saunderson,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.