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 Palau and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Duran Duran to the disco 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Peter and Kerry,
Bobby Byrd,
John Cale,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Kinks,
Ponytail,
Japan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
a-ha,
Darondo,
Unwound,
Harmonia,
Robert Wyatt,
Liliput,
Piero Umiliani,
These Immortal Souls,
Robert Görl,
Junior Murvin,
World's Most,
Television,
Godley & Creme,
David McCallum,
Byron Stingily,
The Walker Brothers,
Scion,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
LL Cool J,
The Sound,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Martian,
Bobby Womack,
Bluetip,
Silicon Teens,
Eddi Front,
Sam Rivers,
The Cramps,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Whodini,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Hasil Adkins,
Archie Shepp,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Carl Craig,
Flash Fearless,
The Angels of Light,
The Names,
Rekid,
John Coltrane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Severed Heads,
The Smoke,
The Move,
Magazine,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Vainqueur,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Don Cherry,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.