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 Algeria and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 arpeggiator 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 The Golliwogs to the funk 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Thompson Twins,
Deadbeat,
The Wake,
The Kinks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tommy Roe,
Arthur Verocai,
Funky Four + One,
The Fuzztones,
Angry Samoans,
The Slackers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter & Gordon,
Pussy Galore,
FM Einheit,
Max Romeo,
The J.B.'s,
Janne Schatter,
The Velvet Underground,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Surgeon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joe Finger,
Cal Tjader,
Judy Mowatt,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marc Almond,
The Gories,
Quadrant,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Albert Ayler,
CMW,
Newcleus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Spandau Ballet,
Mad Mike,
John Holt,
John Cale,
The Blues Magoos,
Intrusion,
Lou Christie,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sandy B,
Dual Sessions,
X-102,
Essential Logic,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sex Pistols,
Technova,
Babytalk,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Can,
Average White Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nirvana,
Public Image Ltd.,
Johnny Clarke,
Eurythmics,
Moss Icon,
Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker, Barbara Tucker.
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.