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 Uruguay and from London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar 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 Liliput to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Vladislav Delay,
Infiniti,
D'Angelo,
Dave Gahan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Hot Snakes,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Flag,
Cameo,
The American Breed,
Camouflage,
Qualms,
Livin' Joy,
Harry Pussy,
Blake Baxter,
Laurel Aitken,
The Doobie Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Icehouse,
Marvin Gaye,
John Cale,
Davy DMX,
Mission of Burma,
Drexciya,
World's Most,
Technova,
Aaron Thompson,
Bobby Sherman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fall,
Stiv Bators,
Nas,
Lebanon Hanover,
Urselle,
Warren Ellis,
Youth Brigade,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Grauzone,
Althea and Donna,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grandmaster Flash,
Depeche Mode,
Franke,
Peter & Gordon,
The Black Dice,
Blancmange,
Jeff Lynne,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pussy Galore,
The Associates,
Porter Ricks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bill Near,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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.