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 Namibia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Zapp to the grunge 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers Ubiquity tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Thee Headcoats,
Black Sheep,
Eden Ahbez,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hashim,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fortunes,
Lucky Dragons,
Barbara Tucker,
Vainqueur,
Toni Rubio,
Absolute Body Control,
Joensuu 1685,
Wire,
Brick,
Cybotron,
F. McDonald,
Matthew Bourne,
Silicon Teens,
Soul Sonic Force,
Robert Wyatt,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rakim,
Soft Cell,
Ronnie Foster,
Nas,
The Barracudas,
Soulsonic Force,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Theoretical Girls,
The Evens,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Doors,
Altered Images,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Funkadelic,
The Fugs,
Man Parrish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scan 7,
Johnny Clarke,
Unwound,
Camouflage,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Offenders,
Ken Boothe,
Nirvana,
OOIOO,
Johnny Osbourne,
Pussy Galore,
The Zeros,
Scion,
Faust,
Moss Icon,
Sällskapet,
Scientists,
Electric Prunes,
Nik Kershaw,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.