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 Grenada and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Nico to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Star Department. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
The Raincoats,
Television Personalities,
Scott Walker,
10cc,
Metal Thangz,
Intrusion,
MC5,
Idris Muhammad,
Alison Limerick,
Curtis Mayfield,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kas Product,
Prince Buster,
Nirvana,
D'Angelo,
Todd Terry,
Circle Jerks,
Drive Like Jehu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kurtis Blow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David McCallum,
Judy Mowatt,
Khruangbin,
Crash Course in Science,
Bauhaus,
The Pop Group,
Grauzone,
Kaleidoscope,
Roxette,
Glenn Branca,
Country Teasers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scion,
Donald Byrd,
In Retrospect,
Hot Snakes,
World's Most,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Byrd,
Zapp,
New York Dolls,
Terry Callier,
Bronski Beat,
Urselle,
Aural Exciters,
Albert Ayler,
Smog,
Piero Umiliani,
China Crisis,
Trumans Water,
Negative Approach,
The Human League,
Lee Hazlewood,
Arthur Verocai,
Radio Birdman,
Yaz,
Altered Images,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.