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 Rwanda and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 harpsichord 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 Black Pus to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Dead C. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Hardrive,
The Gap Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Walker Brothers,
Zapp,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fortunes,
Lucky Dragons,
D'Angelo,
Gong,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sonic Youth,
F. McDonald,
Kenny Larkin,
Scientists,
Ice-T,
Little Man,
Arthur Verocai,
Marc Almond,
Ralphi Rosario,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Don Cherry,
Q and Not U,
Joyce Sims,
Soft Cell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eden Ahbez,
DJ Sneak,
Neu!,
Brand Nubian,
Ken Boothe,
Slick Rick,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hot Snakes,
The Skatalites,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bluetip,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Procol Harum,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Chrome,
the Swans,
Sällskapet,
The Five Americans,
Technova,
Suicide,
Reagan Youth,
Prince Buster,
Bush Tetras,
Visage,
Stereo Dub,
Piero Umiliani,
Cecil Taylor,
Kerri Chandler,
Lee Hazlewood,
Excepter,
MDC,
Grauzone,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ronan,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.