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 Somalia and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bill Near to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Evens. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
L. Decosne,
Crooked Eye,
The Music Machine,
Wings,
Shoche,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pierre Henry,
Gang Green,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hoover,
Nico,
a-ha,
Monks,
Chrome,
Second Layer,
Altered Images,
Technova,
Nirvana,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dave Gahan,
Eli Mardock,
Sight & Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
Schoolly D,
Agent Orange,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Barrington Levy,
Niagra,
The Real Kids,
Aloha Tigers,
Bauhaus,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rapeman,
Letta Mbulu,
Blancmange,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bootsy Collins,
Absolute Body Control,
Wally Richardson,
Livin' Joy,
The Saints,
The Names,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Deakin,
Alice Coltrane,
Howard Jones,
Matthew Bourne,
Charles Mingus,
The Slits,
Angry Samoans,
DJ Sneak,
The Wake,
Yazoo,
Spandau Ballet,
MC5,
Roy Ayers,
Moby Grape,
World's Most,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.