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 Albania and from Lagos.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Roy Ayers to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Roger Hodgson,
Radiohead,
Ultra Naté,
Mark Hollis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Second Layer,
Silicon Teens,
Andrew Hill,
Brick,
Eden Ahbez,
DJ Sneak,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Iggy Pop,
Lower 48,
Sight & Sound,
Lalann,
Outsiders,
Barry Ungar,
Ludus,
A Certain Ratio,
Henry Cow,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Popol Vuh,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Oneida,
Rotary Connection,
Marcia Griffiths,
Yusef Lateef,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Smoke,
Loose Ends,
Michelle Simonal,
Lungfish,
Interpol,
Crispian St. Peters,
FM Einheit,
Kevin Saunderson,
Easy Going,
The Moody Blues,
Joey Negro,
The Residents,
Peter and Kerry,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nirvana,
The New Christs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
One Last Wish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
10cc,
Gabor Szabo,
Joyce Sims,
The Cure,
the Fania All-Stars,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rufus Thomas,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tim Buckley,
Babytalk,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.