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 Panama and from New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Slackers to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eden Ahbez,
Slick Rick,
Piero Umiliani,
Index,
La Düsseldorf,
The Standells,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lou Reed,
Ten City,
Pantaleimon,
Rotary Connection,
Radiopuhelimet,
Surgeon,
The Monochrome Set,
Icehouse,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Golliwogs,
Model 500,
The Buckinghams,
The Slackers,
Silicon Teens,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gories,
Iggy Pop,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang Green,
Pulsallama,
FM Einheit,
Thompson Twins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Avey Tare,
Dave Gahan,
Electric Prunes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wire,
Man Parrish,
The Cure,
Sällskapet,
The Gladiators,
Cameo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Robert Wyatt,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gang Starr,
Byron Stingily,
Ronnie Foster,
Glenn Branca,
The Sonics,
These Immortal Souls,
Brand Nubian,
Ultravox,
The Detroit Cobras,
Alice Coltrane,
Pharoah Sanders,
Echospace,
Flipper,
Aural Exciters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Urselle,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.