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 Zimbabwe and from New York.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yaz to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Nick Fraelich,
Qualms,
Soft Cell,
Stiv Bators,
Scientists,
Liliput,
Metal Thangz,
Donny Hathaway,
Quadrant,
The Leaves,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Underground Resistance,
Joe Smooth,
Gang Starr,
The Seeds,
The Techniques,
Isaac Hayes,
Dead Boys,
Newcleus,
In Retrospect,
Brand Nubian,
Pole,
Bobbi Humphrey,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Blackbyrds,
Bill Near,
Skarface,
Kurtis Blow,
U.S. Maple,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Slackers,
Danielle Patucci,
Animal Collective,
Barrington Levy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Delta 5,
Lee Hazlewood,
Drive Like Jehu,
John Cale,
Agent Orange,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sex Pistols,
Depeche Mode,
Wasted Youth,
Minnie Riperton,
This Heat,
Gang of Four,
Ludus,
Wally Richardson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Subhumans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sam Rivers,
Schoolly D,
One Last Wish,
The Tremeloes,
Visage,
A Certain Ratio,
Kerri Chandler,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.