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 Finland and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin 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 Camouflage to the funk 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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Half Japanese,
Zapp,
Main Source,
Masters at Work,
Arcadia,
The Electric Prunes,
X-101,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
E-Dancer,
Charles Mingus,
Rakim,
Suburban Knight,
Scan 7,
Carl Craig,
James White and The Blacks,
June of 44,
Robert Hood,
Grauzone,
Negative Approach,
Pagans,
Arthur Verocai,
Stiv Bators,
Lakeside,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Trojans,
Man Parrish,
48th St. Collective,
Yellowson,
China Crisis,
Davy DMX,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobby Womack,
Bluetip,
The Fire Engines,
The Pop Group,
Arab on Radar,
Ultra Naté,
Marc Almond,
Buzzcocks,
Funky Four + One,
Derrick Morgan,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
John Holt,
The Monochrome Set,
Terry Callier,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ten City,
Wire,
Flash Fearless,
The Birthday Party,
Liliput,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Toni Rubio,
Whodini,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Neon Judgement,
Parry Music,
Cecil Taylor,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.