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 Tuvalu and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the funk 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eric B and Rakim,
Piero Umiliani,
Danielle Patucci,
The Fuzztones,
Vladislav Delay,
Drexciya,
The Red Krayola,
Eddi Front,
Desert Stars,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Trojans,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Buckinghams,
The Skatalites,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
La Düsseldorf,
Shoche,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Soft Cell,
Aural Exciters,
Fat Boys,
The Mummies,
Cybotron,
The Happenings,
Steve Hackett,
Japan,
Lungfish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Skarface,
Magma,
F. McDonald,
Oneida,
Bad Manners,
Audionom,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Blackbyrds,
The Pop Group,
Fela Kuti,
The Invisible,
E-Dancer,
Country Teasers,
Livin' Joy,
Suicide,
Big Daddy Kane,
10cc,
Cal Tjader,
Mary Jane Girls,
Charles Mingus,
Suburban Knight,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Swell Maps,
Mission of Burma,
Whodini,
Scan 7,
Sonny Sharrock,
Glenn Branca,
One Last Wish,
The Beau Brummels,
The Index,
Au Pairs,
kango's stein massive,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.