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 Sri Lanka and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Big Daddy Kane to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro 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 guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
The Zeros,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ludus,
Derrick May,
Moebius,
the Human League,
Dennis Brown,
Dead Boys,
The New Christs,
Mars,
Idris Muhammad,
Whodini,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Letta Mbulu,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Bananas,
Organ,
Jerry's Kids,
Janne Schatter,
Lalann,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jandek,
H. Thieme,
Skarface,
Josef K,
The Human League,
The Wake,
Tommy Roe,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Liliput,
Chris Corsano,
Negative Approach,
Pagans,
Sam Rivers,
the Sonics,
David Bowie,
Schoolly D,
Tom Boy,
Hashim,
Byron Stingily,
Panda Bear,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Normal,
Thee Headcoats,
Crooked Eye,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
PIL,
Black Pus,
Roxy Music,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rapeman,
Dual Sessions,
Grey Daturas,
Glenn Branca,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scion,
Shoche,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.