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 New Zealand and from Cairo.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Reuben Wilson to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Gong,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Selecter,
Moby Grape,
Neil Young,
Sister Nancy,
Urselle,
Vainqueur,
Average White Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eurythmics,
Judy Mowatt,
Heaven 17,
The Fortunes,
Bluetip,
The Black Dice,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pole,
Cluster,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Los Fastidios,
The Monochrome Set,
Joyce Sims,
The Young Rascals,
Charles Mingus,
Pulsallama,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Skatalites,
Lee Hazlewood,
Magazine,
Dark Day,
Rosa Yemen,
Panda Bear,
cv313,
The Knickerbockers,
Roxy Music,
Bill Near,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Massinfluence,
Cybotron,
This Heat,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Circle Jerks,
Brick,
Rites of Spring,
The Fugs,
The Remains,
Yazoo,
The Techniques,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jacob Miller,
Public Image Ltd.,
Warsaw,
Essential Logic,
One Last Wish,
Anthony Braxton,
Q and Not U,
DNA,
Iggy Pop,
Nick Fraelich,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.