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 Antigua and from Taipei.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 June Days to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Ralphi Rosario,
Public Image Ltd.,
Flipper,
Pantaleimon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Steve Hackett,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Can,
June Days,
Shuggie Otis,
Brand Nubian,
Marvin Gaye,
Yaz,
Section 25,
Parry Music,
Zero Boys,
Matthew Halsall,
Harpers Bizarre,
Whodini,
Alton Ellis,
Andrew Hill,
Swell Maps,
PIL,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eurythmics,
Bizarre Inc.,
DJ Style,
The Moleskins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dave Gahan,
Spandau Ballet,
Deakin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Talk Talk,
Judy Mowatt,
Juan Atkins,
Dead Boys,
Gichy Dan,
The Selecter,
Camouflage,
Barrington Levy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Matthew Bourne,
Dennis Brown,
Leonard Cohen,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Sonics,
The Human League,
Barbara Tucker,
Gang Green,
World's Most,
The Gap Band,
Scott Walker,
Blake Baxter,
Television,
Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus.
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.