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 Norway and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 The Gap Band to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Bauhaus,
This Heat,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Liliput,
La Düsseldorf,
Todd Rundgren,
New Order,
Sonic Youth,
Royal Trux,
Underground Resistance,
Oneida,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gap Band,
Ten City,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Silicon Teens,
Radio Birdman,
The Fugs,
Bush Tetras,
Altered Images,
The Gories,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Freddie Wadling,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Unrelated Segments,
Scan 7,
Peter & Gordon,
Sexual Harrassment,
Oblivians,
The Offenders,
Tubeway Army,
MDC,
Rapeman,
The Divine Comedy,
Roxy Music,
The Star Department,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ronan,
Aloha Tigers,
Sugar Minott,
Joy Division,
Harry Pussy,
Black Bananas,
DJ Sneak,
Barry Ungar,
The Smoke,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Technova,
New Age Steppers,
Kenny Larkin,
Kerri Chandler,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rotary Connection,
The Smiths,
Crime,
the Human League,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.