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 Bulgaria and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Fad Gadget to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
ABC,
Niagra,
Au Pairs,
Janne Schatter,
Kurtis Blow,
kango's stein massive,
Bobby Womack,
Lyres,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Patti Smith,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sandy B,
Depeche Mode,
Agitation Free,
48th St. Collective,
Chris & Cosey,
Laurel Aitken,
Aloha Tigers,
Oblivians,
Joyce Sims,
PIL,
Amon Düül,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nick Fraelich,
MC5,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sam Rivers,
The Buckinghams,
Tears for Fears,
Isaac Hayes,
Lou Reed,
The Sonics,
Los Fastidios,
The Barracudas,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pantaleimon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
B.T. Express,
Talk Talk,
Crime,
Excepter,
Lindisfarne,
Index,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cure,
Moby Grape,
ABBA,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gories,
Barbara Tucker,
Leonard Cohen,
The Dead C,
Goldenarms,
Silicon Teens,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.