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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The United States of America to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Black Dice record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Loose Ends,
MDC,
Aswad,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Matthew Halsall,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Aaron Thompson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Smoke,
Janne Schatter,
The Walker Brothers,
Davy DMX,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Urselle,
Soul Sonic Force,
Talk Talk,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gladiators,
Slick Rick,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eden Ahbez,
Technova,
Make Up,
The Moleskins,
The Velvet Underground,
Lalo Schifrin,
Brick,
Faust,
Susan Cadogan,
John Coltrane,
Derrick May,
Yellowson,
Joe Finger,
JFA,
New York Dolls,
Das Ding,
Roy Ayers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
DJ Sneak,
The New Christs,
DJ Style,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Busters,
Rakim,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Adolescents,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dead Boys,
The Moody Blues,
Black Sheep,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.