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 South Africa 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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Nico to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Gang of Four,
Cecil Taylor,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yusef Lateef,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fela Kuti,
Porter Ricks,
Mantronix,
ABC,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sandy B,
Nik Kershaw,
B.T. Express,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Alarm Clocks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Iggy Pop,
Crime,
Marine Girls,
Roxy Music,
Black Moon,
Black Sheep,
Scion,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Toasters,
The Beau Brummels,
Tim Buckley,
Kaleidoscope,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Blackbyrds,
Cybotron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ossler,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Shoche,
Public Enemy,
Rod Modell,
Lalann,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Spoonie Gee,
Althea and Donna,
Man Parrish,
The Kinks,
The Sonics,
The Vogues,
Grandmaster Flash,
Steve Hackett,
Mandrill,
Pussy Galore,
the Soft Cell,
Lucky Dragons,
K-Klass,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
LL Cool J,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.