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 Ukraine and from Milan.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Matthew Halsall to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Glenn Branca,
Urselle,
The Gladiators,
Fugazi,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dave Gahan,
Country Teasers,
Youth Brigade,
Hot Snakes,
Chrome,
Prince Buster,
Pantaleimon,
Lower 48,
Sparks,
Sister Nancy,
Groovy Waters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Model 500,
Parry Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bad Manners,
Slave,
Lindisfarne,
The Star Department,
Joey Negro,
PIL,
Heaven 17,
Vladislav Delay,
Erykah Badu,
the Association,
Gil Scott Heron,
Wasted Youth,
Kenny Larkin,
10cc,
Accadde A,
Amazonics,
The Blues Magoos,
The Buckinghams,
Bootsy Collins,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Byrd,
Soulsonic Force,
Roxette,
Popol Vuh,
Avey Tare,
LL Cool J,
Boredoms,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Arcadia,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter & Gordon,
48th St. Collective,
CMW,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Aaron Thompson,
Soft Cell,
Zero Boys,
Skaos,
Grandmaster Flash,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.