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 Romania and from Portland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 808 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 The Alarm Clocks to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Bananas,
Intrusion,
David McCallum,
Scott Walker,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Christie,
Eli Mardock,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Excepter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rod Modell,
Parry Music,
The Velvet Underground,
The Motions,
June of 44,
Toni Rubio,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Music Machine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Goldenarms,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Wings,
The Black Dice,
Agitation Free,
The Monks,
Alton Ellis,
Eric Dolphy,
Half Japanese,
Joy Division,
Kurtis Blow,
Radiohead,
Crime,
Camouflage,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Flag,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
CMW,
Cybotron,
Los Fastidios,
Essential Logic,
Smog,
Howard Jones,
Radio Birdman,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scion,
John Foxx,
Brand Nubian,
The Moody Blues,
The Human League,
Big Daddy Kane,
FM Einheit,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dual Sessions,
Fatback Band,
Eurythmics,
Royal Trux,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.