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 Israel and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin 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 Brand Nubian to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Jeff Lynne,
Kas Product,
Television Personalities,
Connie Case,
Swell Maps,
Sound Behaviour,
Liliput,
X-102,
Duran Duran,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Moon,
Erasure,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sparks,
China Crisis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sam Rivers,
Bronski Beat,
Spoonie Gee,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ludus,
Ice-T,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Unrelated Segments,
Kenny Larkin,
The Monochrome Set,
Aaron Thompson,
Massinfluence,
the Human League,
The Pop Group,
MC5,
Little Man,
The Barracudas,
New York Dolls,
the Slits,
Bauhaus,
The Cramps,
The Doors,
Oneida,
Aswad,
The Grass Roots,
Agent Orange,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Residents,
John Cale,
Livin' Joy,
Kerri Chandler,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dave Gahan,
The Slackers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gang Starr,
Severed Heads,
Bob Dylan,
Pylon,
MDC,
Circle Jerks,
Wolf Eyes,
DJ Style,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roger Hodgson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.