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 Macedonia and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sarah Menescal to the crunk 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Negative Approach,
Scientists,
The Toasters,
Aloha Tigers,
Rosa Yemen,
New Age Steppers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pagans,
Neu!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Audionom,
The Detroit Cobras,
X-101,
Q65,
Robert Wyatt,
Stetsasonic,
Easy Going,
David Axelrod,
Avey Tare,
Joensuu 1685,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Technova,
The Young Rascals,
Patti Smith,
Groovy Waters,
Minutemen,
Letta Mbulu,
Mr. Review,
Qualms,
Graham Central Station,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Stooges,
Laurel Aitken,
Q and Not U,
EPMD,
X-Ray Spex,
Sister Nancy,
Marmalade,
The New Christs,
Von Mondo,
Skriet,
Juan Atkins,
Bobby Byrd,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tubeway Army,
Terry Callier,
Scan 7,
AZ,
Dark Day,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Neil Young,
Bill Near,
Average White Band,
Piero Umiliani,
John Cale,
CMW,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Names,
The Black Dice,
Loose Ends,
PIL,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.