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 Ireland and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes 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 Freddie Wadling to the rock 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
The Last Poets,
The Red Krayola,
The United States of America,
Barbara Tucker,
Roxette,
Kayak,
Hoover,
The American Breed,
Gang Starr,
The Martian,
L. Decosne,
Pulsallama,
Brick,
Au Pairs,
Audionom,
The Zeros,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hashim,
Unrelated Segments,
Davy DMX,
Rufus Thomas,
Accadde A,
Nik Kershaw,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
June of 44,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronnie Foster,
Sugar Minott,
Gang of Four,
Schoolly D,
Sonic Youth,
Sister Nancy,
Sam Rivers,
Mission of Burma,
Yellowson,
Porter Ricks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Green,
John Lydon,
Thee Headcoats,
Skaos,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mad Mike,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Toni Rubio,
The Walker Brothers,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rakim,
KRS-One,
Dark Day,
The Dead C,
Tom Boy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Little Man,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Moebius,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.