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 Korea South and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Piero Umiliani to the techno 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Aaron Thompson,
China Crisis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Essential Logic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Livin' Joy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
UT,
Desert Stars,
Roxy Music,
Alice Coltrane,
Maurizio,
Agent Orange,
Ronnie Foster,
The Velvet Underground,
Reagan Youth,
Rosa Yemen,
Au Pairs,
X-102,
Mark Hollis,
Delon & Dalcan,
La Düsseldorf,
Harry Pussy,
Joe Smooth,
Michelle Simonal,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Black Dice,
JFA,
The Count Five,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fugazi,
The Blackbyrds,
Swell Maps,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Faraquet,
The Golliwogs,
Monolake,
Dave Gahan,
This Heat,
Bronski Beat,
E-Dancer,
Zapp,
Ornette Coleman,
Rakim,
Iggy Pop,
The Durutti Column,
Parry Music,
Quadrant,
Bobbi Humphrey,
New Age Steppers,
Sight & Sound,
The Stooges,
Blossom Toes,
Funkadelic,
Throbbing Gristle,
Magazine,
Flash Fearless,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.