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 Guinea 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar 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 Inner City to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar 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 rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
R.M.O.,
The Trojans,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Mummies,
the Sonics,
Harry Pussy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barclay James Harvest,
Barbara Tucker,
the Germs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Audionom,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sandy B,
The Seeds,
Smog,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Arcadia,
John Foxx,
The Fall,
Rekid,
Loose Ends,
Fatback Band,
Zero Boys,
Letta Mbulu,
Todd Rundgren,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hasil Adkins,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Raincoats,
Nils Olav,
Alphaville,
Banda Bassotti,
Avey Tare,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joe Finger,
Heaven 17,
Black Moon,
Pierre Henry,
Maleditus Sound,
Tommy Roe,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Cramps,
Ice-T,
Silicon Teens,
Freddie Wadling,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lebanon Hanover,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Essential Logic,
Electric Prunes,
Symarip,
Delta 5,
The Grass Roots,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.