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 Bahamas and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 David Bowie 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 Dawn Penn to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Easy Going tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Bang On A Can,
Lindisfarne,
Intrusion,
Wire,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Todd Rundgren,
The Smiths,
Kayak,
Joe Finger,
Stereo Dub,
Tres Demented,
Bad Manners,
Vladislav Delay,
The Happenings,
Eddi Front,
Carl Craig,
Newcleus,
Simply Red,
Soulsonic Force,
Cybotron,
David McCallum,
Black Bananas,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Victims,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lee Hazlewood,
Von Mondo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mandrill,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Easy Going,
T.S.O.L.,
Crooked Eye,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Bar-Kays,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Graham Central Station,
Grauzone,
The Wake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Juan Atkins,
Shuggie Otis,
The Motions,
Sex Pistols,
JFA,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lalann,
The Gap Band,
Arcadia,
Oblivians,
Neu!,
The Smoke,
The Detroit Cobras,
Al Stewart,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Tremeloes,
Eden Ahbez,
Judy Mowatt,
Thompson Twins,
Outsiders,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.