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 Denmark and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ohio Players to the electroclash 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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerrie Biddell,
Boogie Down Productions,
Soft Cell,
Bluetip,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lalo Schifrin,
Young Marble Giants,
Quando Quango,
Brothers Johnson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joey Negro,
Jeff Mills,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nils Olav,
Sixth Finger,
The Move,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cybotron,
Rhythm & Sound,
a-ha,
Lower 48,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eric Copeland,
Half Japanese,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Visage,
Grauzone,
Cal Tjader,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Brand Nubian,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Anakelly,
Ituana,
Man Parrish,
Cecil Taylor,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Avey Tare,
Nik Kershaw,
Pagans,
the Normal,
Agitation Free,
Eli Mardock,
Absolute Body Control,
The Monks,
Bill Near,
Oblivians,
Harry Pussy,
Bobby Byrd,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Trojans,
Scientists,
Magma,
The Remains,
Mandrill,
Mark Hollis,
Marmalade,
Delta 5,
Joe Smooth,
Tommy Roe,
Surgeon,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.