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 Hungary 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Monolake to the dance 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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
B.T. Express,
Audionom,
Goldenarms,
Section 25,
Ultra Naté,
Inner City,
Wally Richardson,
Michelle Simonal,
Lalo Schifrin,
Loose Ends,
Aswad,
Bang On A Can,
Average White Band,
Tears for Fears,
X-101,
Aural Exciters,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Seeds,
Negative Approach,
Flipper,
Pantytec,
Youth Brigade,
Hardrive,
Black Bananas,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Techniques,
John Foxx,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Shadows of Knight,
Alison Limerick,
Max Romeo,
LL Cool J,
Livin' Joy,
The Slackers,
Man Parrish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The J.B.'s,
Unrelated Segments,
Skarface,
Lou Reed,
Patti Smith,
ABC,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brand Nubian,
The Invisible,
EPMD,
The Vogues,
Funky Four + One,
Minor Threat,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Mojo Men,
Excepter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fugazi,
In Retrospect,
The Zeros,
The Blues Magoos,
Lakeside,
a-ha,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bizarre Inc.,
Supertramp,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.