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 Dominica and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Neon Judgement to the jazz 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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Boredoms,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gil Scott Heron,
Don Cherry,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Germs,
Alphaville,
Gichy Dan,
New Order,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Joyce Sims,
L. Decosne,
10cc,
Deepchord,
Pantaleimon,
Subhumans,
Zero Boys,
Andrew Hill,
B.T. Express,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joey Negro,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Depeche Mode,
Prince Buster,
Thompson Twins,
Dead Boys,
F. McDonald,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dark Day,
Throbbing Gristle,
OOIOO,
China Crisis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yazoo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Qualms,
Deadbeat,
Rod Modell,
Amon Düül,
Basic Channel,
Lungfish,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fela Kuti,
8 Eyed Spy,
This Heat,
The Shadows of Knight,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Altered Images,
Leonard Cohen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The New Christs,
Harpers Bizarre,
a-ha,
Stereo Dub,
Symarip,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.