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 Kenya and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Names to the grime 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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Amon Düül,
The Walker Brothers,
The Music Machine,
Archie Shepp,
Saccharine Trust,
Joyce Sims,
Boogie Down Productions,
KRS-One,
Television,
Niagra,
The Dirtbombs,
The Residents,
Danielle Patucci,
Ten City,
OOIOO,
Robert Hood,
Barry Ungar,
Yusef Lateef,
Iggy Pop,
The Fall,
The Star Department,
Minny Pops,
Minnie Riperton,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Golliwogs,
The Trojans,
Chrome,
Gang Green,
Isaac Hayes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Görl,
Fear,
Q and Not U,
Easy Going,
The Alarm Clocks,
Quantec,
The Young Rascals,
Soul Sonic Force,
Todd Terry,
Mr. Review,
Newcleus,
James White and The Blacks,
Jeff Mills,
R.M.O.,
Sex Pistols,
Magma,
Fela Kuti,
Josef K,
The Victims,
The Skatalites,
Al Stewart,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kaleidoscope,
Girls At Our Best!,
JFA,
Barbara Tucker,
Y Pants,
Little Man,
Derrick Morgan,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.