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 Albania and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 David Bowie 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 New Order to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Camberwell Now,
Altered Images,
Basic Channel,
UT,
Neil Young,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Buckinghams,
X-101,
Kerri Chandler,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Toasters,
DJ Style,
Hardrive,
The Neon Judgement,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Outsiders,
Leonard Cohen,
Crash Course in Science,
Crispy Ambulance,
Zero Boys,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Happenings,
The Durutti Column,
Sex Pistols,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Moleskins,
Lalo Schifrin,
Essential Logic,
Gil Scott Heron,
FM Einheit,
Talk Talk,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bill Near,
Half Japanese,
Theoretical Girls,
Soulsonic Force,
The Leaves,
The Walker Brothers,
Wolf Eyes,
Rufus Thomas,
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Moon,
Lou Christie,
Todd Rundgren,
Clear Light,
Glambeats Corp.,
Chrome,
The Remains,
Juan Atkins,
Joensuu 1685,
Buzzcocks,
The Motions,
Japan,
Carl Craig,
The Doors,
Hoover,
Charles Mingus,
Bush Tetras,
OOIOO,
Albert Ayler,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.