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 Nauru 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Niagra to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Toasters. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fort Wilson Riot record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lucky Dragons,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker,
Avey Tare,
Altered Images,
Guru Guru,
PIL,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Carl Craig,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alphaville,
Siglo XX,
Kas Product,
Janne Schatter,
Electric Prunes,
Bush Tetras,
Donald Byrd,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Moleskins,
Eurythmics,
Au Pairs,
The Pretty Things,
Harry Pussy,
Organ,
Judy Mowatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jerry's Kids,
Heaven 17,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Symarip,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Sonics,
Groovy Waters,
The Victims,
Jeru the Damaja,
Loose Ends,
Erasure,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pussy Galore,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Saccharine Trust,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Offenders,
Outsiders,
Derrick May,
Minny Pops,
Goldenarms,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Bronski Beat,
The Searchers,
Swell Maps,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Association,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.