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 Libya and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Amazonics to the grunge 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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Ice-T,
CMW,
The United States of America,
Kas Product,
Oneida,
Black Sheep,
Scratch Acid,
Lalann,
Graham Central Station,
Brick,
The Wake,
The Fuzztones,
Audionom,
Jeff Lynne,
Pantytec,
Marshall Jefferson,
New York Dolls,
Marvin Gaye,
Lou Reed,
Gil Scott Heron,
In Retrospect,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fugazi,
Pet Shop Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Icehouse,
Mantronix,
Todd Rundgren,
Eli Mardock,
The Pop Group,
The Busters,
Harmonia,
Make Up,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Roxy Music,
Second Layer,
Half Japanese,
Howard Jones,
Matthew Bourne,
Sex Pistols,
Nico,
Stereo Dub,
John Coltrane,
Michelle Simonal,
Jacques Brel,
The Trojans,
The Electric Prunes,
Suburban Knight,
The Stooges,
Saccharine Trust,
Radiohead,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Soft Cell,
The Cowsills,
Rod Modell,
Kurtis Blow,
The Leaves,
Albert Ayler,
Smog,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Neil Young,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.