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 Georgia and from Spokane.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Brand Nubian to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Underground Resistance,
Tres Demented,
Howard Jones,
Bill Wells,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Junior Murvin,
Drexciya,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantaleimon,
UT,
Visage,
Man Eating Sloth,
Livin' Joy,
Royal Trux,
The Blackbyrds,
Harmonia,
Section 25,
Public Image Ltd.,
Subhumans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Terry Callier,
Suburban Knight,
Simply Red,
Ossler,
The Fuzztones,
Pere Ubu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Black Dice,
Au Pairs,
Make Up,
Sam Rivers,
The Mojo Men,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nirvana,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dave Gahan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Kinks,
Icehouse,
Accadde A,
The Walker Brothers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lightning Bolt,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cymande,
The Doors,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sun City Girls,
Amon Düül II,
DNA,
Interpol,
Vladislav Delay,
Warren Ellis,
Jacob Miller,
Jeff Mills,
Fat Boys,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.