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 Congo and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Das Ding to the funk 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Rod Modell,
The Index,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobby Sherman,
Talk Talk,
Tom Boy,
Unrelated Segments,
Rosa Yemen,
the Sonics,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sugar Minott,
Barrington Levy,
Sonic Youth,
Ronan,
Outsiders,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Neu!,
Susan Cadogan,
Babytalk,
Ultravox,
AZ,
Maleditus Sound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Underground Resistance,
Gerry Rafferty,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Severed Heads,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Vogues,
The Wake,
Idris Muhammad,
Mark Hollis,
Echospace,
Soft Cell,
Youth Brigade,
The Slits,
Spoonie Gee,
Rufus Thomas,
Ken Boothe,
Reagan Youth,
Bill Near,
Sun City Girls,
Pere Ubu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Buzzcocks,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Organ,
X-102,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Suburban Knight,
Steve Hackett,
H. Thieme,
Sister Nancy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
cv313,
U.S. Maple,
Silicon Teens,
Aural Exciters,
Urselle,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.