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 Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the dance 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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Sonic Youth,
The Detroit Cobras,
The American Breed,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Severed Heads,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eden Ahbez,
the Germs,
Ultra Naté,
The Dead C,
Delta 5,
Buzzcocks,
Stereo Dub,
Lakeside,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
David Bowie,
DNA,
The Five Americans,
Donald Byrd,
Lucky Dragons,
The Names,
Sound Behaviour,
Wally Richardson,
Nico,
Accadde A,
Visage,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Arab on Radar,
Gang Starr,
Nick Fraelich,
Bronski Beat,
Blossom Toes,
The Remains,
Ralphi Rosario,
Carl Craig,
Minutemen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Davy DMX,
Donny Hathaway,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brand Nubian,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cameo,
David Axelrod,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Mars,
Zero Boys,
DJ Sneak,
Yellowson,
Quadrant,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sandy B,
Pussy Galore,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lalann,
The Alarm Clocks,
David McCallum,
8 Eyed Spy,
MDC,
Oblivians,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.