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 Oman and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ 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 Harmonia to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lalann,
Shoche,
World's Most,
Byron Stingily,
Connie Case,
Chrome,
Visage,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mummies,
KRS-One,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yaz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Velvet Underground,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Cowsills,
Althea and Donna,
Hashim,
Loose Ends,
Charles Mingus,
The Doobie Brothers,
Matthew Bourne,
Public Enemy,
Harmonia,
Funky Four + One,
The Star Department,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bronski Beat,
The Invisible,
The Smoke,
Crash Course in Science,
Make Up,
AZ,
The Dave Clark Five,
DNA,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wolf Eyes,
Cameo,
The United States of America,
Supertramp,
OOIOO,
Johnny Clarke,
Black Moon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joey Negro,
Gong,
Bang On A Can,
Bobby Byrd,
Amon Düül II,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Idris Muhammad,
Donald Byrd,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lungfish,
Iggy Pop,
Soulsonic Force,
Warren Ellis,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.