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 East Timor and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Flipper 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Stiv Bators,
Roxette,
Accadde A,
Rod Modell,
Simply Red,
Smog,
Neu!,
John Foxx,
Freddie Wadling,
David Axelrod,
Bootsy Collins,
Todd Rundgren,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter and Kerry,
Unwound,
Monolake,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Zeros,
Symarip,
The Star Department,
Johnny Clarke,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Pretty Things,
Audionom,
Gong,
Toni Rubio,
8 Eyed Spy,
Laurel Aitken,
Ultra Naté,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dawn Penn,
Michelle Simonal,
Fela Kuti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Wyatt,
Lower 48,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Outsiders,
The Techniques,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Reuben Wilson,
Marvin Gaye,
Kerrie Biddell,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Clear Light,
Mark Hollis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Flesh Eaters,
Agent Orange,
Jacques Brel,
The Kinks,
The Misunderstood,
Shuggie Otis,
Zero Boys,
Dead Boys,
Pantaleimon,
Joyce Sims,
Depeche Mode,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.