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 Germany and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Bremen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pantytec to the rap 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Deakin,
The Monks,
Chrome,
Lyres,
Peter and Kerry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Niagra,
New York Dolls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Franke,
The Fugs,
Morten Harket,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gichy Dan,
Jandek,
Man Parrish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brand Nubian,
Nas,
Amon Düül,
The Happenings,
The Trojans,
Nils Olav,
Minny Pops,
Cymande,
Public Enemy,
ABBA,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pole,
Black Pus,
Amazonics,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Outsiders,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
FM Einheit,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
ABC,
Das Ding,
Smog,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Black Dice,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ornette Coleman,
X-101,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
JFA,
Young Marble Giants,
Gang Gang Dance,
Chris & Cosey,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ituana,
Metal Thangz,
DJ Style,
Section 25,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dawn Penn,
Mandrill,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.