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 Nauru and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 snare 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 Mr. Review to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scott Walker,
Japan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Icehouse,
The Beau Brummels,
Bobby Byrd,
Rotary Connection,
Sandy B,
Suicide,
Neu!,
Deepchord,
Bill Near,
Brick,
Make Up,
Visage,
Panda Bear,
The Divine Comedy,
Newcleus,
The Gories,
Peter & Gordon,
Minny Pops,
Ohio Players,
Kayak,
The Dead C,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soft Cell,
Symarip,
Los Fastidios,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grauzone,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Fugs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Flamin' Groovies,
Q and Not U,
Man Eating Sloth,
Freddie Wadling,
Interpol,
The Blues Magoos,
Depeche Mode,
Carl Craig,
Sam Rivers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scan 7,
Yazoo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Prince Buster,
Rapeman,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
kango's stein massive,
The Residents,
The Young Rascals,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Slick Rick,
10cc,
Average White Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Banda Bassotti,
One Last Wish,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.