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 Jamaica and from Salvador.
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 Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
In Retrospect,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Red Krayola,
Amon Düül,
Franke,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Reagan Youth,
The Mummies,
The Dave Clark Five,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Pop Group,
David Axelrod,
Ronan,
Icehouse,
Blancmange,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sun Ra,
Dead Boys,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sun City Girls,
Cal Tjader,
UT,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cowsills,
Black Pus,
The Blues Magoos,
Avey Tare,
Tomorrow,
Dual Sessions,
JFA,
Pierre Henry,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Wasted Youth,
Smog,
Toni Rubio,
Outsiders,
Joe Smooth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pole,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rufus Thomas,
Procol Harum,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soft Cell,
Jacob Miller,
Iggy Pop,
Yaz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Roger Hodgson,
Archie Shepp,
Faraquet,
Piero Umiliani,
PIL,
Deepchord,
Tropical Tobacco,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Stooges,
Babytalk,
Scan 7,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.