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 Malta and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Gap Band to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Talk Talk,
The Happenings,
Sonic Youth,
Radiopuhelimet,
Minutemen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Faraquet,
Saccharine Trust,
Deakin,
Con Funk Shun,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bush Tetras,
Arcadia,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Glambeats Corp.,
China Crisis,
The American Breed,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bobby Sherman,
Siglo XX,
CMW,
Livin' Joy,
the Bar-Kays,
These Immortal Souls,
ABBA,
Ken Boothe,
Connie Case,
Kenny Larkin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rufus Thomas,
Subhumans,
Television Personalities,
Aaron Thompson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ituana,
Derrick May,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eurythmics,
Derrick Morgan,
The Sound,
Minor Threat,
Dark Day,
Neu!,
Prince Buster,
Reuben Wilson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ten City,
Fad Gadget,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Skarface,
Max Romeo,
Chris & Cosey,
Radiohead,
The Gap Band,
David McCallum,
The Remains,
Jerry's Kids,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.