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 Azerbaijan and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the disco 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Amon Düül,
Matthew Halsall,
Livin' Joy,
Todd Rundgren,
Colin Newman,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pantytec,
Ituana,
Agitation Free,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Maleditus Sound,
ABC,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Aloha Tigers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lucky Dragons,
Sister Nancy,
Symarip,
Model 500,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Leaves,
Bobby Byrd,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roxette,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Reuben Wilson,
Skaos,
ABBA,
Aaron Thompson,
Dual Sessions,
The J.B.'s,
Panda Bear,
Derrick May,
In Retrospect,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jeff Mills,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Procol Harum,
Radio Birdman,
Delta 5,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Iggy Pop,
Brass Construction,
The Smoke,
Basic Channel,
Moebius,
Unrelated Segments,
Sonic Youth,
DNA,
Josef K,
Gil Scott Heron,
PIL,
Schoolly D,
Black Flag,
Young Marble Giants,
Stiv Bators,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
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.