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 Iceland and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Scrapy to the rap 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mr. Review,
China Crisis,
The Cowsills,
Hot Snakes,
Sällskapet,
Swans,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Young Rascals,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vainqueur,
Alison Limerick,
the Bar-Kays,
Half Japanese,
X-101,
The Fall,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Negative Approach,
The Fugs,
Popol Vuh,
Gastr Del Sol,
Newcleus,
Banda Bassotti,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marshall Jefferson,
ABC,
Rotary Connection,
Television,
The Mojo Men,
Skarface,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gong,
Nico,
Average White Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Nik Kershaw,
Ossler,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Sherman,
The Slackers,
T. Rex,
Marvin Gaye,
The Toasters,
a-ha,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sex Pistols,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Electric Prunes,
June of 44,
Isaac Hayes,
Todd Terry,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Count Five,
Robert Wyatt,
Darondo,
The Doobie Brothers,
Metal Thangz,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Suburban Knight,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.