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 Slovenia and from Spokane.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Move to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Jawbox,
Bobby Hutcherson,
PIL,
Motorama,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Half Japanese,
Royal Trux,
World's Most,
Tim Buckley,
Iggy Pop,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Leaves,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minnie Riperton,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mo-Dettes,
Moss Icon,
D'Angelo,
The Selecter,
Unrelated Segments,
Easy Going,
The Dirtbombs,
The Birthday Party,
Accadde A,
Gang Starr,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Das Ding,
The Blackbyrds,
Deepchord,
Guru Guru,
Angry Samoans,
The Trojans,
Faust,
The Young Rascals,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pharoah Sanders,
A Certain Ratio,
The Sonics,
Deakin,
The Walker Brothers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
L. Decosne,
Adolescents,
Anthony Braxton,
The Remains,
The Stooges,
B.T. Express,
Kerri Chandler,
Scientists,
Bill Wells,
Kas Product,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Make Up,
Trumans Water,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nils Olav,
Zapp,
Simply Red,
Massinfluence,
Excepter,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.