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 Haiti and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Rod Modell to the grunge 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tubeway Army,
The Motions,
The Doors,
Iggy Pop,
Dorothy Ashby,
Zapp,
The Fortunes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bush Tetras,
Aloha Tigers,
Jacob Miller,
Wally Richardson,
Pulsallama,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joyce Sims,
Ituana,
Roger Hodgson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Last Poets,
the Germs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alphaville,
Technova,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Television,
Index,
Desert Stars,
kango's stein massive,
Ronan,
Amon Düül II,
Grey Daturas,
Joe Finger,
Bizarre Inc.,
Siglo XX,
The Martian,
The Moody Blues,
Deepchord,
Rod Modell,
The Young Rascals,
UT,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joensuu 1685,
Radiohead,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Reed,
Slick Rick,
The Blackbyrds,
Donny Hathaway,
Franke,
Tom Boy,
Eli Mardock,
Organ,
KRS-One,
Scan 7,
Massinfluence,
Wolf Eyes,
Darondo,
Dead Boys,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.