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 the UAE and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Von Mondo to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
The Misunderstood,
John Lydon,
Sun Ra,
Terry Callier,
the Soft Cell,
Y Pants,
Ituana,
Derrick Morgan,
Brothers Johnson,
New York Dolls,
Ludus,
Sonic Youth,
June of 44,
The Pretty Things,
UT,
Nico,
The Last Poets,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Zeros,
Amon Düül,
Scratch Acid,
Eric Dolphy,
Monks,
Au Pairs,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Human League,
D'Angelo,
Fatback Band,
Harry Pussy,
Icehouse,
Eric B and Rakim,
Davy DMX,
Anakelly,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Golliwogs,
R.M.O.,
Kurtis Blow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
New Order,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Dead C,
Cymande,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alton Ellis,
John Holt,
Matthew Halsall,
The Busters,
Eddi Front,
Animal Collective,
La Düsseldorf,
Radiohead,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Accadde A,
Q65,
Roxette,
Eden Ahbez,
The Knickerbockers,
Agitation Free,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Kinks,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.