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 Paraguay and from Jakarta.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Inner City to the electroclash 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Barclay James Harvest,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Grass Roots,
Cybotron,
Wings,
Chrome,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Public Enemy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fluxion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bluetip,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bad Manners,
The Cramps,
The Flesh Eaters,
Zero Boys,
Swans,
Tears for Fears,
Excepter,
Pole,
Dark Day,
Royal Trux,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Main Source,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Khruangbin,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Smog,
Lyres,
Danielle Patucci,
The Residents,
Icehouse,
Thee Headcoats,
The Gories,
New Age Steppers,
Michelle Simonal,
Das Ding,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Slackers,
Sugar Minott,
Eddi Front,
Pantaleimon,
The Dead C,
Hoover,
Junior Murvin,
Jeff Lynne,
The New Christs,
Lightning Bolt,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marc Almond,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Liliput,
the Human League,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Saints,
Neil Young,
Darondo,
cv313,
Minnie Riperton,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.