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 Cambodia and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Animal Collective to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Intrusion,
Dennis Brown,
the Normal,
The Velvet Underground,
Wasted Youth,
Ten City,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chris Corsano,
Grandmaster Flash,
Robert Wyatt,
Piero Umiliani,
New York Dolls,
Tomorrow,
Jeff Mills,
The Gladiators,
Babytalk,
ABC,
Ralphi Rosario,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pierre Henry,
Aloha Tigers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Avey Tare,
New Age Steppers,
Soulsonic Force,
Infiniti,
D'Angelo,
Scott Walker,
Masters at Work,
Rotary Connection,
The Remains,
Connie Case,
Jacob Miller,
Mantronix,
The Neon Judgement,
Bill Near,
Cheater Slicks,
Duran Duran,
Suicide,
Lungfish,
Josef K,
Warsaw,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Sheep,
LL Cool J,
Scion,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pet Shop Boys,
Talk Talk,
Whodini,
Todd Terry,
Camberwell Now,
Anthony Braxton,
Frankie Knuckles,
Supertramp,
Harpers Bizarre,
Young Marble Giants,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.