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 Finland and from Stockholm.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Minor Threat to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Fat Boys,
Khruangbin,
Scientists,
Country Teasers,
Morten Harket,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Slave,
Aaron Thompson,
Agitation Free,
In Retrospect,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Darondo,
Lalann,
X-101,
The Move,
Rosa Yemen,
Kurtis Blow,
John Foxx,
Matthew Bourne,
Absolute Body Control,
Judy Mowatt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boredoms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scan 7,
ABBA,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Albert Ayler,
Brothers Johnson,
Fatback Band,
JFA,
Lou Reed,
Radiohead,
Main Source,
June Days,
Minutemen,
The Shadows of Knight,
Theoretical Girls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Black Moon,
The Divine Comedy,
Ornette Coleman,
kango's stein massive,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Mojo Men,
The Blues Magoos,
Anakelly,
Todd Rundgren,
Hashim,
Minny Pops,
Hoover,
PIL,
Stiv Bators,
Hasil Adkins,
Wolf Eyes,
Silicon Teens,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bronski Beat,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.