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 Georgia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Little Man to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 James White and The Blacks. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Donny Hathaway,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cameo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tim Buckley,
The Red Krayola,
Minor Threat,
Bizarre Inc.,
Terrestrial Tones,
ABC,
New Age Steppers,
Public Enemy,
Dave Gahan,
Lower 48,
Lou Christie,
The Fall,
Lyres,
Godley & Creme,
The Angels of Light,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mad Mike,
Nils Olav,
Quando Quango,
Roy Ayers,
Agent Orange,
Theoretical Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Organ,
Eddi Front,
Don Cherry,
The Cure,
Sonic Youth,
Sandy B,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gladiators,
Unwound,
The Count Five,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Smiths,
Stiv Bators,
Jacob Miller,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fugs,
Babytalk,
Byron Stingily,
Quadrant,
Scratch Acid,
Yusef Lateef,
Suicide,
Bill Wells,
Rotary Connection,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Moleskins,
Harmonia,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Divine Comedy,
Marvin Gaye,
The Velvet Underground,
Y Pants,
Wings,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.