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 Bulgaria and from New York.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mary Jane Girls to the disco 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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Livin' Joy,
The Sound,
Bobby Sherman,
Hashim,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Modern Lovers,
DJ Sneak,
Agitation Free,
The Evens,
Sight & Sound,
Delta 5,
Kaleidoscope,
Franke,
MC5,
The Vogues,
Jeff Mills,
Schoolly D,
Masters at Work,
The Wake,
Television Personalities,
Susan Cadogan,
Robert Hood,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nils Olav,
Mad Mike,
The Shadows of Knight,
Alison Limerick,
Parry Music,
Harpers Bizarre,
It's A Beautiful Day,
This Heat,
Freddie Wadling,
Qualms,
Massinfluence,
Deakin,
Intrusion,
Bronski Beat,
Radiohead,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Roy Ayers,
The Smiths,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang of Four,
Pulsallama,
The Monochrome Set,
The Gories,
Q65,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Procol Harum,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bang On A Can,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Crispy Ambulance,
Gabor Szabo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Neon Judgement,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Quadrant,
The Slackers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Warsaw,
The Moody Blues,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.