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 Macedonia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Columbus.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Invisible to the crunk 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Dave Gahan,
Faraquet,
Desert Stars,
Lungfish,
The Music Machine,
Minnie Riperton,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scan 7,
Jesper Dahlback,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Real Kids,
Roxy Music,
Kas Product,
The Wake,
Gong,
Arcadia,
Ituana,
This Heat,
Grey Daturas,
Zapp,
Thompson Twins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
KRS-One,
Japan,
Schoolly D,
Accadde A,
Franke,
Eddi Front,
Dark Day,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Pus,
JFA,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
A Certain Ratio,
Fatback Band,
Patti Smith,
Man Eating Sloth,
Can,
The Electric Prunes,
Unwound,
Spoonie Gee,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pulsallama,
Harpers Bizarre,
Soulsonic Force,
Nik Kershaw,
Harry Pussy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pylon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deadbeat,
Sonny Sharrock,
Connie Case,
The American Breed,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Public Enemy,
Brand Nubian,
Infiniti,
The Busters,
Rufus Thomas,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.