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 Saudi Arabia and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Skriet to the punk 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Anakelly,
Sound Behaviour,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Roxy Music,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Roger Hodgson,
Deepchord,
Quadrant,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rekid,
Fad Gadget,
Minny Pops,
Mars,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
La Düsseldorf,
The Zeros,
Chris Corsano,
Pantaleimon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bobby Sherman,
Chrome,
Pulsallama,
The Fugs,
cv313,
Popol Vuh,
Siglo XX,
JFA,
Girls At Our Best!,
Khruangbin,
Agitation Free,
Brick,
Cecil Taylor,
The Neon Judgement,
DJ Style,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Doobie Brothers,
Electric Prunes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Glenn Branca,
The Black Dice,
Simply Red,
Prince Buster,
KRS-One,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gap Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
B.T. Express,
Peter & Gordon,
Gichy Dan,
The Saints,
Erasure,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Faust,
Dave Gahan,
Graham Central Station,
Gregory Isaacs,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.