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 Croatia and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 Urselle to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Fania All-Stars,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The New Christs,
Icehouse,
cv313,
Tears for Fears,
Soft Cell,
Lindisfarne,
Black Bananas,
Half Japanese,
The Index,
Crispy Ambulance,
Derrick May,
Black Moon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Monolake,
Eric Copeland,
Liliput,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Simply Red,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Man Eating Sloth,
B.T. Express,
Main Source,
Howard Jones,
Smog,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Smoke,
LL Cool J,
F. McDonald,
Moss Icon,
ABBA,
The Smiths,
Easy Going,
Dual Sessions,
Shuggie Otis,
The Saints,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Anthony Braxton,
Neil Young,
The Leaves,
Tommy Roe,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Brand Nubian,
Spoonie Gee,
Sällskapet,
Joyce Sims,
Essential Logic,
Freddie Wadling,
The Associates,
James White and The Blacks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jacques Brel,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Albert Ayler,
The Slackers,
Masters at Work,
Interpol,
Sugar Minott,
L. Decosne,
Kevin Saunderson,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.