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 Sri Lanka and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lakeside to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Shuggie Otis,
Malaria!,
Eurythmics,
June of 44,
Livin' Joy,
Amon Düül,
The Monochrome Set,
Ultravox,
Boredoms,
Carl Craig,
Brothers Johnson,
The Pretty Things,
Ohio Players,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Max Romeo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cymande,
Gerry Rafferty,
Radio Birdman,
Bob Dylan,
Albert Ayler,
Johnny Clarke,
Audionom,
Dave Gahan,
Freddie Wadling,
Man Eating Sloth,
Outsiders,
Tom Boy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
F. McDonald,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roxette,
Mantronix,
LL Cool J,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soft Machine,
Soul Sonic Force,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rapeman,
Harry Pussy,
New York Dolls,
Radiohead,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Move,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Erykah Badu,
Ronnie Foster,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crime,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Litter,
Severed Heads,
Accadde A,
MC5,
The Velvet Underground,
Arcadia,
Scion,
Delta 5,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.