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 France and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Delon & Dalcan,
Moss Icon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joyce Sims,
The Smiths,
Tommy Roe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Skriet,
Agent Orange,
James White and The Blacks,
Chrome,
Ludus,
Throbbing Gristle,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mars,
Camouflage,
Cybotron,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Associates,
Arthur Verocai,
Cecil Taylor,
Buzzcocks,
Sound Behaviour,
The Doors,
Leonard Cohen,
Angry Samoans,
Eurythmics,
Q and Not U,
H. Thieme,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lucky Dragons,
The Dirtbombs,
Yusef Lateef,
Godley & Creme,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Public Image Ltd.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joey Negro,
Black Moon,
The Fire Engines,
Jacob Miller,
Blake Baxter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Gladiators,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Stooges,
Lalann,
Marvin Gaye,
The Saints,
AZ,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mr. Review,
The Beau Brummels,
KRS-One,
Funky Four + One,
B.T. Express,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.