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 Gambia and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Kevin Saunderson to the crunk 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Anthony Braxton,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Underground Resistance,
the Germs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Excepter,
Gong,
Country Teasers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Hashim,
Loose Ends,
Nirvana,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Maleditus Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
Fad Gadget,
Spoonie Gee,
Kaleidoscope,
Public Enemy,
The Gun Club,
Moebius,
Gerry Rafferty,
Thompson Twins,
Bad Manners,
Patti Smith,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Judy Mowatt,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pagans,
Bootsy Collins,
One Last Wish,
The Pretty Things,
The Selecter,
Albert Ayler,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Gap Band,
Hardrive,
Warren Ellis,
Massinfluence,
The Star Department,
The Blackbyrds,
Godley & Creme,
MDC,
Chris Corsano,
Leonard Cohen,
Roy Ayers,
The Neon Judgement,
Interpol,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Steve Hackett,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kas Product,
The Vogues,
Monolake,
The Red Krayola,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ultravox,
The Monks,
Reagan Youth,
Ronnie Foster,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.