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 Latvia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Monolake to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Thee Headcoats,
Graham Central Station,
Funkadelic,
Infiniti,
The Busters,
Idris Muhammad,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marvin Gaye,
Tommy Roe,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lindisfarne,
Severed Heads,
Rosa Yemen,
The Invisible,
Adolescents,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Brand Nubian,
Delta 5,
F. McDonald,
Sound Behaviour,
Sparks,
China Crisis,
Sight & Sound,
David Axelrod,
The Moleskins,
the Association,
Deakin,
Tubeway Army,
The Martian,
Warren Ellis,
This Heat,
Jacob Miller,
Rites of Spring,
Inner City,
The United States of America,
A Certain Ratio,
Josef K,
10cc,
Connie Case,
Ultravox,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Newcleus,
Cluster,
Saccharine Trust,
Soul II Soul,
James White and The Blacks,
The Monochrome Set,
AZ,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Technova,
Deadbeat,
Agitation Free,
Byron Stingily,
JFA,
Skarface,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Boz Scaggs,
Aural Exciters,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.