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 Yemen and from Milan.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Piero Umiliani to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Gabor Szabo,
Oblivians,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Neil Young,
Urselle,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Angry Samoans,
Crooked Eye,
Das Ding,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobbi Humphrey,
AZ,
Sparks,
Mad Mike,
UT,
Jerry's Kids,
Lightning Bolt,
cv313,
The Standells,
Main Source,
The Dave Clark Five,
Reuben Wilson,
Moby Grape,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Terrestrial Tones,
Morten Harket,
Severed Heads,
Little Man,
Laurel Aitken,
The Birthday Party,
Blake Baxter,
The Victims,
Grauzone,
The Names,
Lou Christie,
Black Moon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Black Pus,
Desert Stars,
Sound Behaviour,
kango's stein massive,
Althea and Donna,
Wolf Eyes,
The Music Machine,
Godley & Creme,
EPMD,
Pulsallama,
FM Einheit,
Fear,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ludus,
The Seeds,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Brass Construction,
Second Layer,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.