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 Mexico and from Glasgow.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Brothers Johnson to the grunge 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Vladislav Delay,
Rotary Connection,
Juan Atkins,
Young Marble Giants,
Deadbeat,
The Gun Club,
The Black Dice,
Radiohead,
Robert Görl,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fugazi,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Doobie Brothers,
Moss Icon,
L. Decosne,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fire Engines,
X-102,
The Modern Lovers,
Ronan,
U.S. Maple,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cymande,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Shoche,
Harpers Bizarre,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Siglo XX,
The Slackers,
David McCallum,
Massinfluence,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Cowsills,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Doors,
Freddie Wadling,
Underground Resistance,
The Move,
Qualms,
Todd Terry,
Quantec,
David Axelrod,
Wally Richardson,
Niagra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brand Nubian,
John Cale,
Lou Christie,
Flamin' Groovies,
Zero Boys,
The Velvet Underground,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.