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 Ghana and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet 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 Model 500 to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Duran Duran,
Max Romeo,
Y Pants,
Ultravox,
Desert Stars,
The Skatalites,
Los Fastidios,
Scratch Acid,
Slick Rick,
OOIOO,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sandy B,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Von Mondo,
Alton Ellis,
Sight & Sound,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wings,
Flash Fearless,
Rites of Spring,
Franke,
Tomorrow,
Soft Machine,
Robert Hood,
The Fortunes,
The Five Americans,
Bill Near,
Suicide,
Dorothy Ashby,
Oblivians,
Marmalade,
Simply Red,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Fuzztones,
The American Breed,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Michelle Simonal,
Dark Day,
Excepter,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Andrew Hill,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Count Five,
The Stooges,
T. Rex,
Gang Starr,
Jacques Brel,
Harmonia,
The Mojo Men,
Eurythmics,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Faust,
The Fall,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lou Christie,
The Human League,
The Selecter,
The Black Dice,
The Monochrome Set,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.