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 Mongolia and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar 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 Amazonics to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Moody Blues,
Quando Quango,
Model 500,
Roger Hodgson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Con Funk Shun,
Fela Kuti,
Echospace,
Urselle,
Los Fastidios,
Sonic Youth,
Juan Atkins,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fugs,
Joy Division,
kango's stein massive,
Brass Construction,
Ornette Coleman,
Michelle Simonal,
Aaron Thompson,
Animal Collective,
Delon & Dalcan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Agent Orange,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Todd Rundgren,
Von Mondo,
These Immortal Souls,
AZ,
Joensuu 1685,
Stetsasonic,
Slick Rick,
Youth Brigade,
John Cale,
The Invisible,
Flipper,
Marcia Griffiths,
Johnny Clarke,
Slave,
Roy Ayers,
Metal Thangz,
the Germs,
Nico,
Idris Muhammad,
Moebius,
Mars,
Jacob Miller,
Duran Duran,
Young Marble Giants,
Symarip,
Grauzone,
Reagan Youth,
Barry Ungar,
Tubeway Army,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Victims,
Franke,
The American Breed,
The Gories,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.