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 Angola and from Johannesburg.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sonics to the rap 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Goldenarms,
kango's stein massive,
the Human League,
Deadbeat,
Symarip,
the Soft Cell,
Ornette Coleman,
Gabor Szabo,
Gong,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Wake,
Scrapy,
Howard Jones,
The Standells,
Bronski Beat,
Zapp,
Quadrant,
The Trojans,
The United States of America,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Interpol,
Blake Baxter,
The Velvet Underground,
Babytalk,
The Gories,
The Pop Group,
Nik Kershaw,
Public Enemy,
Toni Rubio,
Archie Shepp,
Tomorrow,
Royal Trux,
Maleditus Sound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
New York Dolls,
Rakim,
Funkadelic,
Ten City,
Robert Görl,
Boredoms,
the Germs,
Section 25,
Anakelly,
David Axelrod,
Altered Images,
FM Einheit,
Jeff Lynne,
Anthony Braxton,
Scion,
the Sonics,
The Residents,
The Motions,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Dead C,
Nils Olav,
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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.