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 Belarus and from London.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Lou Reed 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 Youth Brigade to the grunge 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone 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 synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Neu!,
Eddi Front,
The Smiths,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tim Buckley,
Minor Threat,
Eli Mardock,
Kurtis Blow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glenn Branca,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joensuu 1685,
Basic Channel,
Hardrive,
Bill Near,
Al Stewart,
DNA,
Rapeman,
John Holt,
kango's stein massive,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Knickerbockers,
Deakin,
The Star Department,
EPMD,
Magazine,
Kerri Chandler,
Rakim,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Letta Mbulu,
Altered Images,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Accadde A,
Connie Case,
Danielle Patucci,
Joy Division,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lucky Dragons,
Yellowson,
Mark Hollis,
Gang of Four,
Spoonie Gee,
E-Dancer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Agent Orange,
Lalann,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
X-101,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eden Ahbez,
Dorothy Ashby,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Coltrane,
Fela Kuti,
Visage,
The Cramps,
The Trojans,
Piero Umiliani,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.