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 Macedonia and from New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Sao Paulo.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the jazz 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Radiohead,
Eve St. Jones,
Pagans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
E-Dancer,
Tomorrow,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pulsallama,
Visage,
Eurythmics,
Ohio Players,
L. Decosne,
Amon Düül II,
The Fuzztones,
Aloha Tigers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Bananas,
Public Enemy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Association,
B.T. Express,
The J.B.'s,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Slackers,
Bill Wells,
Aaron Thompson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Associates,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deakin,
Sly & The Family Stone,
In Retrospect,
Delta 5,
ABBA,
Rapeman,
Supertramp,
Khruangbin,
Peter and Kerry,
Amazonics,
Au Pairs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Procol Harum,
The Invisible,
Brick,
Nils Olav,
Junior Murvin,
Agitation Free,
The Fire Engines,
Moby Grape,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Goldenarms,
Fat Boys,
The Cure,
Inner City,
The Five Americans,
The Doors,
Funky Four + One,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.