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 Uzbekistan and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Ten City to the grime 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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Jawbox,
Lower 48,
Joey Negro,
Soulsonic Force,
ABBA,
These Immortal Souls,
The Standells,
DJ Sneak,
Whodini,
Carl Craig,
Y Pants,
Cal Tjader,
Gong,
Amazonics,
Mars,
Rosa Yemen,
Quando Quango,
Blossom Toes,
Warren Ellis,
Das Ding,
a-ha,
Kurtis Blow,
Nick Fraelich,
The Pop Group,
John Holt,
Mr. Review,
Trumans Water,
Bootsy Collins,
Ludus,
Roxette,
Suburban Knight,
Girls At Our Best!,
Mantronix,
the Bar-Kays,
The Young Rascals,
The Leaves,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Harmonia,
Procol Harum,
Sound Behaviour,
Shuggie Otis,
Arab on Radar,
Juan Atkins,
The Buckinghams,
Gichy Dan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DNA,
CMW,
Stereo Dub,
Blancmange,
The Slits,
Amon Düül,
L. Decosne,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Black Dice,
PIL,
Severed Heads,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dual Sessions,
David Axelrod,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.