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 Papua New Guinea and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer 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 Fear to the punk 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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Soul II Soul,
Barry Ungar,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Associates,
Boz Scaggs,
The Slackers,
Yazoo,
AZ,
Section 25,
Technova,
Grauzone,
Todd Terry,
The Sound,
Talk Talk,
Fela Kuti,
Pet Shop Boys,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Move,
L. Decosne,
The Human League,
The Pretty Things,
Nik Kershaw,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gil Scott Heron,
John Coltrane,
Kas Product,
Soft Machine,
David Bowie,
Alice Coltrane,
The Leaves,
Dead Boys,
Dave Gahan,
Bill Wells,
Howard Jones,
Qualms,
Wolf Eyes,
Bill Near,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Star Department,
Nick Fraelich,
Brand Nubian,
The Skatalites,
Mark Hollis,
Robert Hood,
Slick Rick,
Bad Manners,
Q65,
Scratch Acid,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Groovy Waters,
kango's stein massive,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gong,
Angry Samoans,
Erykah Badu,
Ultravox,
John Holt,
Simply Red,
The Dirtbombs,
Von Mondo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.