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 Portugal and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gichy Dan to the jazz 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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lee Hazlewood,
Outsiders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Q65,
Soft Machine,
Scratch Acid,
Todd Rundgren,
Kayak,
Joey Negro,
Bauhaus,
John Lydon,
The Walker Brothers,
Ultravox,
The Velvet Underground,
Max Romeo,
Marvin Gaye,
Carl Craig,
DJ Sneak,
The Real Kids,
Neu!,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Blake Baxter,
E-Dancer,
Steve Hackett,
Lakeside,
Monks,
Kas Product,
Tomorrow,
The Star Department,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eurythmics,
Matthew Halsall,
Procol Harum,
Kevin Saunderson,
Colin Newman,
Ponytail,
Jawbox,
The Count Five,
Oneida,
The Shadows of Knight,
T.S.O.L.,
The Grass Roots,
Danielle Patucci,
Groovy Waters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Mojo Men,
Minny Pops,
the Slits,
The Human League,
Pierre Henry,
The Blues Magoos,
Warren Ellis,
Crispy Ambulance,
EPMD,
Sam Rivers,
Rekid,
Sparks,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.