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 Eritrea and from Hong Kong.
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 Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Selecter to the jazz 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
kango's stein massive,
Circle Jerks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Theoretical Girls,
Cybotron,
Nation of Ulysses,
JFA,
the Human League,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lou Christie,
Wolf Eyes,
Infiniti,
Los Fastidios,
The Raincoats,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
John Coltrane,
Charles Mingus,
Ultravox,
The Kinks,
The Moleskins,
New Age Steppers,
Hot Snakes,
The Offenders,
June of 44,
John Cale,
Rufus Thomas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fad Gadget,
Kayak,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Duran Duran,
Intrusion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Monochrome Set,
The Toasters,
The Litter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Siglo XX,
Chris Corsano,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lower 48,
Ornette Coleman,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tom Boy,
Zapp,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Moody Blues,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fortunes,
Graham Central Station,
Flash Fearless,
The Misunderstood,
Marine Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Roger Hodgson,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.