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 Equatorial Guinea and from Philadelphia.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Tomorrow to the dance 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Litter,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cowsills,
Sällskapet,
OOIOO,
Wolf Eyes,
T.S.O.L.,
Harmonia,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Sheep,
Darondo,
Lightning Bolt,
Rufus Thomas,
Warren Ellis,
Deepchord,
The Motions,
Reuben Wilson,
Nik Kershaw,
Mad Mike,
The Names,
Altered Images,
Arab on Radar,
Fluxion,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Real Kids,
JFA,
Icehouse,
Oblivians,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lindisfarne,
MC5,
Black Flag,
Pantaleimon,
Bauhaus,
Reagan Youth,
Junior Murvin,
Jacob Miller,
Harry Pussy,
Anakelly,
Guru Guru,
The Move,
AZ,
Organ,
John Lydon,
Ultravox,
Cymande,
Man Eating Sloth,
Technova,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
PIL,
The Misunderstood,
Big Daddy Kane,
Quantec,
the Germs,
Vladislav Delay,
The Toasters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.