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 Dominican Republic and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 David Bowie 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 Pierre Henry to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobby Sherman,
Oneida,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobby Byrd,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ornette Coleman,
Barry Ungar,
Pere Ubu,
The Invisible,
The Seeds,
John Foxx,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tropical Tobacco,
Whodini,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Toni Rubio,
Clear Light,
Judy Mowatt,
the Human League,
Jawbox,
The Black Dice,
Dead Boys,
Archie Shepp,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jerry's Kids,
Ultravox,
Index,
The Divine Comedy,
Slick Rick,
Minutemen,
Bobby Womack,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
Joy Division,
Black Bananas,
Soft Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
the Slits,
The Leaves,
One Last Wish,
Infiniti,
The Motions,
Tres Demented,
Pantaleimon,
Susan Cadogan,
The Skatalites,
T. Rex,
Gabor Szabo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Arthur Verocai,
The Sonics,
Kas Product,
Juan Atkins,
Stiv Bators,
Circle Jerks,
The Stooges,
Neil Young,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Electric Prunes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mission of Burma,
The Beau Brummels,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.