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 Paraguay and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lyon.
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 arpeggiator 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 The Move to the grunge 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Eden Ahbez,
Cal Tjader,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nirvana,
Circle Jerks,
Theoretical Girls,
Subhumans,
Black Sheep,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rufus Thomas,
The Searchers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
cv313,
Roxy Music,
Cymande,
Leonard Cohen,
Gichy Dan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nas,
Zero Boys,
Marc Almond,
Parry Music,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barrington Levy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
John Foxx,
Scott Walker,
Slave,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mad Mike,
Quando Quango,
X-101,
LL Cool J,
Pulsallama,
Aswad,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
ABBA,
Chris & Cosey,
June Days,
Roger Hodgson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Liliput,
Camberwell Now,
Agent Orange,
The Offenders,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
UT,
Deadbeat,
Tim Buckley,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sugar Minott,
Black Bananas,
Banda Bassotti,
Angry Samoans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Icehouse,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.