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 Malta and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
The Sonics,
ABBA,
The Music Machine,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joy Division,
Quando Quango,
The Velvet Underground,
Mr. Review,
The Electric Prunes,
L. Decosne,
Scientists,
The Raincoats,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alice Coltrane,
T.S.O.L.,
Donald Byrd,
Cheater Slicks,
Nick Fraelich,
Connie Case,
Sex Pistols,
Michelle Simonal,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fugs,
cv313,
Matthew Halsall,
Youth Brigade,
Shoche,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Index,
Unwound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Happenings,
Dead Boys,
Rekid,
Fela Kuti,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marmalade,
The Vogues,
Brothers Johnson,
Al Stewart,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joey Negro,
Symarip,
The Doobie Brothers,
Guru Guru,
the Slits,
The Gladiators,
Bill Near,
Ludus,
The Saints,
Nils Olav,
Traffic Nightmare,
Neu!,
John Lydon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.