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 Ivory Coast and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Accra.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Scientists to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Fatback Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Colin Newman,
Peter and Kerry,
The Pretty Things,
The Skatalites,
Delon & Dalcan,
Idris Muhammad,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The American Breed,
The Selecter,
Infiniti,
Lalann,
Procol Harum,
Pierre Henry,
Scientists,
Sonic Youth,
Pere Ubu,
the Germs,
Graham Central Station,
Roger Hodgson,
Television,
Hashim,
Arcadia,
Sexual Harrassment,
Essential Logic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Monolake,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Newcleus,
Fluxion,
Roxy Music,
MC5,
Cameo,
Eric Dolphy,
Eurythmics,
Blancmange,
cv313,
The Trojans,
Roy Ayers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Altered Images,
Easy Going,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sixth Finger,
Erykah Badu,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marshall Jefferson,
Skaos,
Quadrant,
The Gladiators,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
These Immortal Souls,
The Fugs,
Sarah Menescal,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Human League,
the Fania All-Stars,
Soft Cell,
Stetsasonic,
The Young Rascals,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.