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 Slovakia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kaleidoscope to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
The United States of America,
Visage,
Barrington Levy,
Tears for Fears,
Andrew Hill,
Babytalk,
Rapeman,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lee Hazlewood,
Q65,
LL Cool J,
Arcadia,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Remains,
Johnny Clarke,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chrome,
JFA,
Stiv Bators,
Agent Orange,
Peter & Gordon,
Con Funk Shun,
Warren Ellis,
Boz Scaggs,
Monolake,
PIL,
The Music Machine,
Excepter,
Godley & Creme,
Slick Rick,
The Young Rascals,
ABBA,
Glenn Branca,
Gong,
Scan 7,
Lalann,
Tres Demented,
Darondo,
Crime,
Au Pairs,
L. Decosne,
Sound Behaviour,
Morten Harket,
The Doobie Brothers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gap Band,
Television,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Skatalites,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Grass Roots,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Dead C,
Barry Ungar,
Index,
Blake Baxter,
The Blackbyrds,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.