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 Somalia and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Massinfluence to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Supertramp,
Sexual Harrassment,
Agitation Free,
La Düsseldorf,
Negative Approach,
The Last Poets,
Stetsasonic,
the Normal,
Altered Images,
Lucky Dragons,
New Order,
Dorothy Ashby,
Grey Daturas,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sugar Minott,
Hashim,
Scott Walker,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Standells,
Nico,
Darondo,
Deepchord,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Pretty Things,
Maurizio,
Skarface,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultravox,
Jacob Miller,
Section 25,
Drive Like Jehu,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pole,
EPMD,
Soul II Soul,
Outsiders,
Ralphi Rosario,
Accadde A,
Rapeman,
The Happenings,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bill Near,
E-Dancer,
Jandek,
The Motions,
ABBA,
John Holt,
Eric Dolphy,
The Victims,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Moebius,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pharoah Sanders,
OOIOO,
Tubeway Army,
Alice Coltrane,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.