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 Iran and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin 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 The Saints to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Maurizio,
The Golliwogs,
Dorothy Ashby,
Dual Sessions,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Cowsills,
X-102,
Robert Görl,
Godley & Creme,
Popol Vuh,
Kas Product,
Leonard Cohen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Martian,
Mad Mike,
Scrapy,
Eric Copeland,
Henry Cow,
John Holt,
Japan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bauhaus,
Idris Muhammad,
Scott Walker,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lakeside,
Marcia Griffiths,
Qualms,
Harmonia,
Sugar Minott,
Moss Icon,
Roy Ayers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wasted Youth,
Camberwell Now,
Flipper,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kool Moe Dee,
Adolescents,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
B.T. Express,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Mojo Men,
Lucky Dragons,
Judy Mowatt,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Junior Murvin,
Moby Grape,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Letta Mbulu,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.