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 Tunisia and from Bremen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 DJ Sneak to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fat Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Jacques Brel,
Ponytail,
The Knickerbockers,
Eve St. Jones,
Hoover,
Gang of Four,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pole,
Lightning Bolt,
Skriet,
Ultravox,
The Residents,
Metal Thangz,
Joy Division,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chris Corsano,
Magazine,
DJ Sneak,
The Names,
The Mojo Men,
Easy Going,
Eric Dolphy,
Ultra Naté,
Joe Smooth,
Adolescents,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Roxy Music,
Animal Collective,
PIL,
Nils Olav,
ABBA,
Chris & Cosey,
the Germs,
Crispy Ambulance,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Angels of Light,
Pet Shop Boys,
Neil Young,
Rosa Yemen,
The Sound,
Fluxion,
Freddie Wadling,
ABC,
Negative Approach,
Brass Construction,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joyce Sims,
Scrapy,
Todd Rundgren,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Amon Düül,
Qualms,
Faust,
Danielle Patucci,
OOIOO,
Outsiders,
Morten Harket,
cv313,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.