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 Venezuela and from Mumbai.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare 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 Tres Demented to the dance 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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Adolescents,
Carl Craig,
Bauhaus,
Kenny Larkin,
Heaven 17,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Evens,
Scientists,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Leaves,
The Divine Comedy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marcia Griffiths,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Selecter,
Rod Modell,
Interpol,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Germs,
Nico,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Franke,
The Moleskins,
Steve Hackett,
Duran Duran,
Altered Images,
ABBA,
Mark Hollis,
the Soft Cell,
Glenn Branca,
Brand Nubian,
Lower 48,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Susan Cadogan,
A Certain Ratio,
Newcleus,
Prince Buster,
Stiv Bators,
Zapp,
Marvin Gaye,
Peter and Kerry,
The Young Rascals,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Human League,
Boredoms,
The Smiths,
Pulsallama,
Depeche Mode,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joe Finger,
Danielle Patucci,
Terry Callier,
Camberwell Now,
Neu!,
10cc,
Pantaleimon,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.