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 Malawi and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Qualms to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Eli Mardock,
Boz Scaggs,
Althea and Donna,
Lightning Bolt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Davy DMX,
Hashim,
Ponytail,
Tubeway Army,
Gichy Dan,
Fat Boys,
Schoolly D,
Grey Daturas,
Nils Olav,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dual Sessions,
Soft Machine,
Steve Hackett,
Sällskapet,
Model 500,
The Happenings,
Lalann,
Iggy Pop,
Joensuu 1685,
Sandy B,
Joe Finger,
the Human League,
Goldenarms,
a-ha,
Eddi Front,
Amon Düül,
T.S.O.L.,
Alton Ellis,
Cheater Slicks,
Surgeon,
Juan Atkins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Marc Almond,
The Residents,
Black Sheep,
Quando Quango,
Zapp,
Bobby Sherman,
John Coltrane,
Yazoo,
The Human League,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ludus,
Pole,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Procol Harum,
Chris Corsano,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Malaria!,
X-102,
The Music Machine,
Rapeman,
Suburban Knight,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.