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 Armenia and from Glasgow.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the sitar 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 Lou Christie to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stockholm Monsters,
This Heat,
Echospace,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nas,
Black Moon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Vainqueur,
Dual Sessions,
Gang Green,
James White and The Blacks,
Derrick May,
Essential Logic,
World's Most,
Ornette Coleman,
Pylon,
Depeche Mode,
Magma,
Spoonie Gee,
Matthew Bourne,
Brick,
Whodini,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Amon Düül,
Derrick Morgan,
Lyres,
Nico,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Fire Engines,
The Names,
The Grass Roots,
Flipper,
Sällskapet,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nils Olav,
Arthur Verocai,
Jesper Dahlback,
Supertramp,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marcia Griffiths,
New Age Steppers,
Stetsasonic,
Interpol,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Grauzone,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Quantec,
Gerry Rafferty,
Colin Newman,
Yusef Lateef,
The Seeds,
Harmonia,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nick Fraelich,
Fatback Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Little Man,
Josef K,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Grey Daturas,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.