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 Albania and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro 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 Fugazi to the rock 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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Howard Jones,
The Dirtbombs,
Anakelly,
Alton Ellis,
T.S.O.L.,
Tomorrow,
Bad Manners,
Charles Mingus,
Janne Schatter,
Shoche,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Minor Threat,
Soft Cell,
Rotary Connection,
The Barracudas,
Audionom,
D'Angelo,
New Age Steppers,
EPMD,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Coltrane,
Roy Ayers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gastr Del Sol,
Aloha Tigers,
Slave,
Japan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Funky Four + One,
Reagan Youth,
K-Klass,
Jerry's Kids,
Fugazi,
Pylon,
Banda Bassotti,
Bauhaus,
Graham Central Station,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Talk Talk,
Drexciya,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Quando Quango,
Ituana,
Tom Boy,
Arab on Radar,
Tim Buckley,
Amon Düül II,
the Slits,
Y Pants,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Grandmaster Flash,
Freddie Wadling,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gang Green,
Yusef Lateef,
The Seeds,
Cluster,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.