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 Samoa and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Robert Palmer 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 Quando Quango to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Iggy Pop,
Fela Kuti,
Archie Shepp,
Erykah Badu,
Ronnie Foster,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Magma,
Ituana,
The Smiths,
The Invisible,
Minny Pops,
Skarface,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Symarip,
Brothers Johnson,
Neu!,
The Music Machine,
New Order,
Bluetip,
Grey Daturas,
Man Parrish,
The United States of America,
Prince Buster,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
In Retrospect,
Peter and Kerry,
Aswad,
Hardrive,
Drive Like Jehu,
Throbbing Gristle,
Whodini,
Cybotron,
Camberwell Now,
Tomorrow,
DJ Sneak,
Derrick May,
Agent Orange,
Robert Görl,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nick Fraelich,
Quadrant,
Theoretical Girls,
Joey Negro,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Public Enemy,
Letta Mbulu,
Arthur Verocai,
Motorama,
The Leaves,
Underground Resistance,
Tommy Roe,
UT,
Niagra,
Joe Smooth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Maleditus Sound,
Arab on Radar,
Joe Finger,
the Swans,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.