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 Saudi Arabia and from Toronto.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 The Seeds to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Deadbeat,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Normal,
Unrelated Segments,
the Slits,
Index,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sound,
Derrick Morgan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Velvet Underground,
Alice Coltrane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marvin Gaye,
The Walker Brothers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soft Machine,
Ponytail,
Mission of Burma,
Bobby Sherman,
Essential Logic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Zero Boys,
Morten Harket,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Kinks,
Wolf Eyes,
Tim Buckley,
The Star Department,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Television,
Wire,
Simply Red,
Howard Jones,
Sixth Finger,
Oneida,
Sister Nancy,
X-102,
Cecil Taylor,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
New Order,
Patti Smith,
Theoretical Girls,
Smog,
This Heat,
Rites of Spring,
MC5,
K-Klass,
The Monochrome Set,
Model 500,
Blancmange,
The Beau Brummels,
Man Parrish,
Andrew Hill,
the Soft Cell,
Cheater Slicks,
Suburban Knight,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.